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Let  the  inhabitants  of  the  rock  sing,  let  them  shout  from 
the  top  of  the  mountains.     Isaiah  xlii.  11. 

I  will  praise  thee,  O  Lord,  among  the  people :  I  will 
sing  unto  thee  among  the  nations.    Psalms  lvii. 


SECOND    EDITION. 


TAUNTON,  MASS. 

PRINTED    BY   STEPHEN   CARR 

182^. 


INTRODUCTION, 


Bear  Brethren  : 

As  we  have  i»een  appointed  a  Coniniit- 
tee  to  rc'vise  arul  make  additions  to  the  Hymn 
Book  now  in  use  by  us,  being  thouwbt.  by 
many,  to  he  defective  in  many  respects  ;  we  in 
pursuance  of  our  appointment  have  endeavored 
faithful i'/,  ac^ordinff  to  (uir  best  jud/rment,  to 
exclude  such  Jlymsis  fro  n  said  book  as  we 
thoui^ht  to  be  improper,  and  make  an  addition 
of  those  tSiat  mii^ht  add  to  the  spirituality  of 
our  devoti)Us.  In  comiuiionr  our  Hymns,  we 
W«^re  under  thf^'  necessity  of  mtermixinjr  them 
in  such  a  manuer  tiiat  the  B>nk  will  appear  al- 
most entirely  new;  we  li^ve  observed  withtuit 
any  alteratiims  the  form"  of  the  ol  Book  .(s  re- 
spects Its  tliree  pas-tsaiul  references. 

The  First  part  contains  a  selection  from  the 
E  p'scopal  Methodist  fli/mn  Bonk,  latest  revised 
edition,  and  each  hymn  hath  fixed  to  it  a  refer- 
ence to  the  pag'e  on  whicli  it  stands  in  said 
Book. 


INTRODUCTION. 

The   Second  part   is  a   selection   from  I)i 
Watts''  Psalms  and  Hymns,  with   their  referen- 
ces to  the  Psalms  or  Hymns  as  they  stand  num- 
bered in  his  Book. 

We  have  not  deemed  it  proper  to  make  any 
references  in  the  Third  part,  it  being  a  seiec- 
tion  from  various  GM^ors,  together  with  some 
original  Hymns  adapted  more  particularly  to 
Pray«''r  Meetings,  Class  Meetings,  Camp  Meet- 
ings and  Love  Feasts. 

In  presentin.^  you  this  Book,  we  dare  not 
presume  to  say  it  is  entirely  free  from  defects 
and  exceptions,  but  trust  it  will  aid  Christians 
of  ail  denominations  in  their  devotions. 

We  are  dear  brethren  your  Pastors  in  Christ*. 
SAMUEL  DAVIS, 
PLLNEY  BRE'PT,  \    Committcf^- 
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REFORMED  METHODIST 

POCKET  HYMN  BOOK, 


BOOK  I. 


Selected  from  the    Methodist  Episcopal  Church  Hymn 
Book  ;  and  numbered  as  they  are  in  that  Book. 

AWASENXNG  A.ni>  xix'vmva. 

Melody.-]     HYMN  1.     C.  M,     (Page  7.) 

FIRST    PART. 

1  O  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gra<jious  Master,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honours  of  thy  Name. 

3  Jesus  !— the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears 
'Tis  Ufe,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancellM  si&, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 
b2 


4  AWAKENING  0 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  mc. 

5  He  speaks — and  listening  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 
The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  pr^^ise,  ye  dumb} 

Your  loosen'd  tongue-  einploy  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come. 
And  leap  ye  lame  for  joy. 

SECOND  PART. 

1  LOOK  unto  Him,  ye  nations  ;  own 

Your  God,  ve  fallen  race  ; 
Look,  and  be  sav'd  through  faith  alone^ 
Be  justified  by  grace. 

2  See  all  your  sins  on  Jesus  laid  : 

The  Lamb  of  God  was  slain  : 
His  soul  was  once  an  offering  made 
For  every  soul  of  man. 

3  Awake  from  guilty  nature's  sleep, 

And  Christ  shall  give  you  light ; 
Cast  all  your  sins  into  the  deep, 
And  wash  the  iStliiop  white. 

4  With  me,  your  chief  ye  then  shall  know, 

Shall  feel  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
Anticipate  your  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 

P.  AcM?.]  HYMN  2.  P.  M.  4  6's  «fe  2  8's.  (P.  13.) 
1       BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 


AND    INVITING. 


Let.  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest. 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  Uberty  receive. 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus' love; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6  The  Gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
b3 


AWAKENING 

And,  sav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Eaton,]     HYMN  3.     L.  M.     (Page  11.) 

♦FIRST    PART. 

1  SINNERS  obey  the  jjospel  word  ; 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord  ; 
Be  wise  to  know  my  gracious  day ; 
All  things  are  ready  come  away  ! 

^  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son ; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Just  now  the  stony  to  remove  ; 

To  apply,  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash,  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate : 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host: 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 

"  The  dead's  alive  !  the  lost  is  found !" 

SECOND    PART. 

I  COME  then,  ye  sinners,  to  our  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paracJtse  restorM  : 


ANl>     INVITING 


His  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  Gospel  grace. 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood, 
The  favour  and  the  peace  of  God  ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence. 


3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltmos  of  a  broken  heart ; 

The  tears  that  teli  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven. 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress. 
The  unutterable  tenderness  ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility  ; 

The  wonder,  "  Why  such  love  to  me ! 

5  Th'  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph^s  face  ; 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move. 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

St.  Anns.]    HYMN  4.    C.  M.  *  (Page  25.) 

1  THOU  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 

Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
Accept  the  evenmg  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  think  ourselves  sincere  : 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshipper  ? 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not. 

Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ; 
b4 


I  AWAKENING 

A  Stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 

4  Convince  him  how  of  unbelief, 

His  desperate  ^tate  explain  : 
And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
And  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise ; 
And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

6  Extort  the  cry,  "  What  must  be  done 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ? 
How  shall  a  trembling  sinner  shan 
That  endless  misery  ? 

7  "  I  must  this  instant  now  begin 

Out  of  my  sleep  to  wake, 
And  turn  to  God,  and  every  sin 
Continually  forsake. 

8  "  I  must  for  faith  incessant  cry, 

And  wrestle  Lord,  with  thee  ; 
1  must  be  born  again,  or  die 
To  all  eternity  !" 

Calvary.]     HYMN  5.     P.  M.     (Page  8.) 
1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sorCj 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love  and  power; 

He  is  able. 
He  is  wiUing  doubt  no  more. 


AND     INVITING. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh. 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy, 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger  ; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
AH  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruis'd  and  mangl'd  by  the  fall, 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will'never  come  at  all, 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  calL 

5  Affonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  It  is  finish'd  1" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

6  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending. 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 


1 0  AWAKENING 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Dudley.]  HYMN  6.  P.  M.  8  lines,  7's.   (P.  \{).) 

1  SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  ^ive, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 

He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve. 
Died  himself  that  you  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  1 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace  and  die  I 

3  Sinners  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love  ; 
W^ill  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Wili  you  grieve  your  God  and  die  1 


A?fl>    INVITING. 


11 


Dead  already,  dead  vvitliiii, 

Spiritu'liy  dead  in  sin  : 

Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe ; 

Pant  you  after  second  death  ? 

Will  you  still  in  sin  remain, 

Greedy  of  eternal  pain  1 

O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 

Why  will  you  forever  die  I 

Nazareth,]     HYMN  7.     L.  M.     (Page  16.)  ^ 

1  A.WAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake. 

No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down  : 
The  garment  of  salvation  take. 

Thy  beauty  ^nd  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight. 

And  hides  the  premise  from  thine  eyes  v 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light. 
The  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arise  ! 

B  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 
Sion,  assert  thy  liberty ; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace. 

Be  purg'd  ftom  every  sinful  stain, 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallow'd  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear, 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumphs  on  ; 
His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear, 
.^nd  perfect  what^his  grace  begun, 


12  AWAKENING 

Thacker.]     HYxMN  8.     S.  M.     (Page  22.) 

1       SINNE  RS,  the  call  obey, 
The  latest  callof^race: 
The  day  is  come,  the  vengeful  day 
Of  a  devoted  race  ; 
Devils  and  men  combine 
To  plague  the  faithless  seed, 
And  phif»Is  full  of  wrath  divine, 
Are  bursting  on  your  head. 

H       Enter  into  the  Rock, 

Ye  trembling  slaves  of  sm, 
The  Rock  of  your  salvation,  struck, 
•     And  cleft  to  take  you  in  : 
To  shelter  the  distrest 
He  did  the  cross  endure  ; 
Enter  into  the  clefts  and  rest 
In  Jesus'  wounds  secure. 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  we  fly 
From  the  devouring  sword  ; 

Our  city  of  defence  is  nigh  ; 

Our  help  is  in  the  Lord. 

Or  if  the  scourge  o'erflow, 

And  laugh  at  innocence, 
Thine  everlasting  arms,  we  know 

Shall  be  our  souls'  defwnce. 

4  AVe  in  thy  word  believe, 
And  on  thy  promise  stay ; 

Our  life,  which  still  to  thee  we  give^ 
Shall  be  to  us  a  prey  : 
Our  life  with  thee  we  hide 
Above  the  furious  blast> 


AND    INVITING.  18 

And  shelter'd  in  thy  wounds  abide 
Till  all  the  storms  are  past. 

9       Believing  against  hope, 

We  hang  upon  thy  grace, 
Through  every  low^ing  cloud  look  up^ 

And  wait  for  happy  days ; 

The  days  when  all  shall  know, 

Their  sins  in  Christ  fbrgiven, 
And  walk  awhile  with  God  below, 

And  then  fly  up  to  heaven^ 

Bishop.]     HYMN  9.     L.  M.     (Page  17.) 

1  HO  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh ; 

'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race  ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy, 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  Gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 
"  Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 
And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all." 

3  See  from  the  rock  a  fountain  rise ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls  ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  laboring,  burden'd,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give, 

Leave  all  you  have  and  are  behind, 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

5  "  Why  seek  ye  that  which  is  not  bread, 

Nor  can  your  hungry  souls  sustain  ? 


14  AWAKENING 

On  ashes,  husks,  and  air  you  feed  ; 
Ye  spend  your  iittle  all  in  vain. 

6  "In  search  of  empty  joys  below, 

Ye  toil  with  unavaiiino-  strife  : 
Whither,  Ah  !  whither  would  ye  go  1 
I  have  the  words  of  endless  life. 

7  Hearken  to  me  with  earnest  care, 

And  freely  eat  substantial  food  ; 
The  sweetness  of  my  mercy  share; 
And  taste  that  I  alone  am  ^ood. 

8  *'  I  bid  you  all  my  croodness  prove, 

My  promises  for  all  are  free  : 
Come,  taste  the  manna  of  my  love, 
And  let  your  souls  delight  in  me. 

9  '*  Your  willing-  ear  and  heart  incline, 

My  words  believingly  receive  ; 
'    Quicken'd  your  souls  by  faith  divine, 
An  everlasting  life  shall  live." 

Tishury,]     HYMN  10,     C.  M.     (Page  18.) 

1  LET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend. 

And  ev'rv  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry  starving  souls, 

That  feed  up  n  the  wind. 
And  vainly  strive  wii  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind ; 


AND    INVITINCf.  15 

3  Eternal  V/isdom  hath  prepa.r'd 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here,  * 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  jn  abundance  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

G  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace, 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Bethel]     HYMN  11.     CM.     (Page  25.) 

1  SINNERS,  the, voice  of  God  regard  ; 

'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 

From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live,  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  death  ; 

Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  breathe, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 


16  AWAkENlNe 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  naked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  eternal  wo, 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live» 

Through  his  abounding  grace : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  e^^ery  sin, 
Submit  to  him  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

Bethel]     HYMN  12.     C.  M.     (Page  26.) 

1  COiME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 

Thy  power  to  us  make  known  : 

Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 

Our  foolishness  to  mourn  ! 
And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 

In  this  our  gracious  day  ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow. 

And  take  our  sins  away. 

4  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release  ; 
Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 
And  then  with  sacred  peace, 


AND    INVITING.  17 

6  Impov'rish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 
And  then  enrich  the  poor  ; 
The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart, 

And  then  remove  the  load  ; 
Trouble,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Our  desperate  state,  through  sin,  declare. 

And  speak  our  sins  forgiven  : 
By  perfect  holiness  prepare, 
And  take  us  Up  to  heaven. 

Old  Winsor.]    HYMN  13.  C.  M.    (Page  27.) 

1  TERRIBLE  thought !  shall  I  alone, 

Who  may  be  savM,  shall  I, 
Of  all,  alas  !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  sin  forever  die  ? 

2  While  -all  my  old  companions  dear, 

With  whom  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right-hand  appear, 
A  blessing  to  receive. 

3  Shall  I,  amidst  a  ghastly  band, 

Dragg'd  to  the  judgment  seat, 
Far  on  the  left  with  horror  stand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  Ah  !  no  : — 1  still  may  turn  and  live, 

For  still  his  wrath  delays ; 
He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve. 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 


18  PENITENTIAL. 

5  I  will  accept  his  ofiers  now, 
From  every  sin  depart ; 
Perform  my  oft-repeated  vow, 
And  render  Iiim  my  heart. 

G  I  will  improve  what  I  receive, 

The  grace  through  Jesus  given ; 
Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  m  heaven. 


PEXrZTENTIAL.  , 


Stafford.]     HYMN  14.    S.  M.     (Page.  32.) 

1  O  THAT  I  could  repent ! 
O  that  I  could  believe  ! 

Thou,  by  thy  voice,  the  marble  rent, 

The  rock  in  sunder  cleave  ; 

Thou  by  thy  two-edg'd  sword. 

My  soul  and  spirit  part ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

2  Saviour  and  Prince  of  peace, 
The  double  grace  bestow  ; 

Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness, 

And  let  the  captive  go  : 

Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  : 
Wound,  and  pour  in  my  wounds  to  heal-, 

The  bairn  of  pard'ning  love. 

3  For  thine  own  mercy's  sake, 
The  hindrance  now  remove  : 


fENlTENTIAJL. 


19 


And  into  thy  protection  take 

The  pl'is'ner  of  thy  love  ; 

In  every  trying  hour, 

Stand  by  my  feeble  soul, 
And  screen  me  from  my  nature's  power,  i 

Till  thou  hast  made  me  whole. 

4       This  is  thy  will,  1  know, 

That  T  should  holy  be ; 
Should  let  my  sins  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  turn  to  thee  : 

O  might  I  now  embrace 

Thine  all-sutficient  power  ! 
And  never  more  to  sin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

Maiden.-]     HYMN  15.     C.  M.     (Page  63.) 

FIRST    PART. 

1  JESUS,  if  still  thou  art  to-day. 

As  yesterday,  the  same, 
Present  to  heal,  in  me  display 
The  virtue  of  thy  Name  ! 

2  If  still  thou  goest  about  to  do 

Thy  needy  creatures  good. 
On  me,  that  I  thy  praise  may  show^ 
Be  all  thy  wonders  show'd. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 

Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self-abhorr'd, 

I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 
b6 


20  PENITENTIAL. 

But  if  thou  tvilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thou  seest  me  deaf  to  Ihy  command, 

Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear, 
Bid  me  stretch  out  my  vvither'd  hand, 
And  lift  it  up  in  prayer. 

6  Silent,  (alas  f  thou  know'st  how  long,) 

My  voice  I  cannot  raise  : 
But,  O  !  when  thou  shalt  loose  my  tongue. 
The  dumb  shall  sing  thy  praise. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  still  am  found  r 

Give,  and  my  strength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart  I  then  shall  bound ; 
The  lame  shall  leap  for  joy. 

8  Blind  from  my  birth  to  guilt  and  thee, 

And  dark  I  am  within  : 
The  love  of  God  I  cannot  see, 
The  sinfulness  of  sin. 

9  But  thou,  they  say,  art  passing  by  ! 

O  let  me  find  thee  near : 
Jesu,  in  mercy  hear  my  cry, 
Thou  son  of  David,  hear ! 

10  Behold  me  waiting  in  the  way 
For  thee,  the  heavenly  Light  ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  sav, 
**  Sinner,  receive  thy  sight ! 

SECOND  PART. 

1  WHILE  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie, 
Thy  quickening  Spirit  give  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  21 

-Call  me,  thou  Son  of  God,  that  I 
May  hear  thy  voice,  and  live. 

2  While  full  of  anguish  and  disease, 

My  weak,  distemper'd  soul 
Thy  love  compassionately  sees, 

0  let  it  make  me  whole. 

3  Cast  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  still 

To  Jesu's  name  submit, ; 
Clothe  with  thy  righteousness,  and  heal, 
And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 

4  To  Jesu's  name,  if  all  things  now 

A  trembling  homage  pay  ; 

O  let  my  stubborn  spirit  bow, 

My  stifF-neck'd  will  obey  ! 

5  Impotent,  dumb,  and  deaf,  and  blind. 

And  sick,  and  poor  I  am  : 
But  sure  a  remedy  to  find 
For  all  in  Jesu's  name. 

6  I  know  in  thee  all  fulness  dwells 

And  all  for  wretched  man  : 

Fill  every  want  my  spirit  feels, 

Ana  break  off  every  chain. 

7  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 

No  other  good  I  need  : 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 

1  shall  be  free  indeed. 

8  I  cannot  rest  till  in  thy  blood 

I  full  redemption  have  : 
b7 


22  PENITENTIAL. 

But  tliou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God, 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 

9  From  sin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain^ 
rhou  wilt  redeem  my  soul. 
Lord,  I  believe,  nud  not  in  vain  : 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole. 

10  I  too.  with  thee   shall  walk  in  white, 
With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove. 
What  is  the  length,  and  breadth  and  height, 
And  depth  of  perfect  love. 

Durham.}    HYMN  16.     S.  M.     (Page  41.) 

1  AH  !   whither  sliould  I  go, 
Burdened,  and  sick  and  faint  ! 

To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 

And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 

My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah  !  why  do  '  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home. 

And  yet  from  him  I  stay  ! 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back 
From  which  I  cannot  part  T 

^Vhich  will  not  let  the  Saviom  caRe 

Possession  of  my  Iteart  ? 

Some  cursed  thing  unknown, 

Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own. 

Some  secret  bosom-sin. 

f^       Jesus,  the  hind'rance  show. 
Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see  ;. 


PENITENTIAL.  3S 

And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  nie  back  from  thee. 

Searcher  ot  hear's,  m  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display  ; 
Into  its  darkest  cornes  siiinej 

And  take  the  vail  away. 

4       I  now  believe  in  thee 

Compasssion  reigns  alone; 
According  to  my    aitii,  to  me 

O  let  it,  Loid,  be  done  ! 

In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  1  shall  declare 

That  God  is  only  love. 

Bedford]     HYMN  17.    CM.     (Page  46.) 

1  O  TILVT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 

Who  did  the  world  redeem  ; 
AVho  gave  his  life  that  I  might  live 
A  life  conceal'd  in  him  ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing  prove. 

My  heart's  extreme  desire  : 
Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire. 

3  Mercy  I  ask  to  seal  my  peace^ 

That  kept  by  mercy's  power, 
I  may  from  every  evil  cease, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 

E'en  now  my  sins  remove, 
b8 


'^4  PENITENTIAL. 

And  set  my  soul  at  liberty 
By  thy  victorious  love. 

5  In  answer  to  ten  thousand  prayers. 

Thou  pardning  God,  descend  : 
Number  me  with  salvation's  heirs, 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 

6  Nothing  I  ask  or  want  beside, 

Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven  : 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 
And  live  and  die  forgiven. 

Bethel]     HYMN  18.     C.  M.     (Page  48.) 

1  My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 

Awake  my  skiggish  soul  ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants ;  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  strive  ! 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel-bands       1 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labour'd  for  our  good. 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 


PENiTENTIAt.  2^ 

5  Oome  then,  and  to  my  soul  reveal 

The  heights  and  depths  of  grace, 
The  wounds  which  all  my  sorrows  heaL 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith  confess'd, 

Stand  forth  a  slaughter'd  Lamb  ; 
And  wrap  me  in  thy  crimson  vest, 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  JEHOVAH  in  thy  person  show, 

JEHOVAH  crucified! 
And  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know, 
And  feel  the  blood  applied. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 

Whom  angels  dimly  see  ; 
And  gaze,  transported  at  the  sight, 
To  all  eternity. 

Devizes.]     HYMN  24.     CM.     (Page  3J.) 

t  HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  I 
Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

H  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners  come. 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obe3^s  the  gracious  call, 
And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
O  help  my  unbelief. 


30  PENIPENTIAL. 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God»  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  Guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

Into  thy  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

Mear.]     HYMN  25.     C.  M.     (Page  49.) 

1  GOD  is  in  this  and  every  place  ! 

But,  O  !  how  dark  and  void  ; 
To  me  'tis  one  great  wilderness. 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  Him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart ; 
Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  Thou  who  seest  and  know'st  my  grief^ 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown ; 
Pity  my  helpless  unbelief. 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 

The  long-sought  bessing  give  ; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die. 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

5  A  darker  soul  did  never  yet 

Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 
O  that  I  now  my  Lord  might  meet. 
And  never  lose  him  more  ! 


PENITENTIAL.  27 

^  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'cl ! 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd. 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

5  This  only  wo  T  deprecate  ; 

This  only  plague  I  pray  remove  ; 
Nor  leave  me  in  my  lost  estate  ; 

Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 

6  Now,  Lord,  my  weary  soul  release, 

Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

Kentuchj.']     HYMN  2-2.     S.  M.     (Page  63.) 

1  AND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found. 

And  may  I  still  draw  near  ; 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  ;he  same  thou  art, 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

t}  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 
The  strugglings  of  my  will, 
The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feol. 
bIO 


28  PENITENTIAL. 

4  The  daily  death  I  prove, 

Saviour  to  thee  is  knovk^n  ; 
'Tis  worse  than  death  my  God  to  love, 
And  not  my  God  alone. 

5  O  my  ciFended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace, 
I  know  thou  canst ;  pronounce  the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease  ! 

6  I  long  to  see  thy  face. 

Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 
The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  1  may  thirst  no  more. 

China.]     HYMN  23.     C.  M.     (Page  36.) 

1  WITH  glorious  clouds  encompass'd  round, 

Whom  angels  dimly  see  ; 
Will  the  unsearchable  be  found. 
Or  God  appear  to  me  1 

2  Will  he  forsake  his  throne  above. 

Himself  to  worms  impart  ? 
Answer  thou  Man  of  grief  and  love, 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart. 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 

Thy  wonderful  design  ; 
What  meant  the  suffering  Son  of  Man, 
The  streaming  blood  divine. 

4  Didst  thou  not  in  our  flesh  appear, 

And  live  and  die  below, 
That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near, 
And  my  Redeemer  know  ? 


PENITENTIAL.  25 

Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'ly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 
With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise ; 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 
To  flj  and  take  the  prize. 

Mourner.]     HYMN  19.     L.  M.     (Page  51.) 

1  LORD  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 
That  I  no  more  shnll  break  with  thee  ? 
When  will  this  war  of  passions  cease, 
And  my  free  soul  enjoy  thy  peace  1 

3  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  ag^ain  ; 
Now  I  revive,  and  now  am  slain  ; 
Slain  with  the  same  unhappy  dart. 
Which  O,  too  often  wounds  my  heart ! 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  shall  I  be 
A  garden  sealed  to  all  but  thee  1 
No  more  expos'd  no  more  undone  ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  ? 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  course, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  sweet  force ; 
Still  make  me  walk,  still  make  me  tend. 
By  thee,  ray  way,  to  thee,  my  end  ! 

Watchman.]   HYMN  20.  S.  M.  (Page  QQ.) 

\       AND  can  I  yet  delay, 
My  little  all  to  give  1 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away. 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ] 
b9 


^  ^ENlTENTIAt. 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield, 
I  can  hold  out  no  more ; 

J  sii'k,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  Thee  conqueror  ! 

3  Thousfb  late,  I  all  forsake, 
My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  takej- 
And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
Nor  hence  again  remove  ; 

Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

^       My  one  desire  be  this, 
Thy  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6       My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

Kirke.]     HYMN  21.   L.  M.     (Page  44.) 

1  STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite : 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away. 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steel'd  my  stubborn  heart, 

And  still  shook  off  my  guilty  fears; 
And  vex'd,  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years  : 


PENITENTIAL.  31 

6  Now,  Jesus,  now  the  Father*s  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 
The  middle  wall  of  sin  remove, 
And  let  me  into  God. 

Jehudijah.]     HYMN  26..    L.  M.     (Page  53.) 

1  JESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame, 

My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear  ; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-restoring  name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive 

With  comfortable  words,  and  kind  ; 
Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve. 
Heal  the  diseas'd,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  still 

in  every  place  and  age  the  same  1 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name  1 

4  Faith  in  thy  changeless  name  I  have, 

The  good,  the  kind  physician,  thou 
Art  able  now  our  souls  to  save. 
Art  wiHing  to  restore  them  now. 

5  Though  eighteen  hundred  years  are  past 

Since  thou  didst  in  the  flesh  appear; 
Thy  tender  mercies  ever  last. 

And  still  thy  healing  power  is  here. 

6  Wouldst  thou  the  body's  health  restore, 

And  not  regard  the  sin-sick  soul  ? 
The  sin-sick  soul  thou  lov'st  much  more, 
And  surely  thou  wilt  make  it  whole. 


32  PENITENTIAL. 

7  All  my  disease,  my  every  sin 

To  thee,  O  Jesus,  I  criifess 

111  pardon.  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 

And  perfect  it  in  holiness. 

8  That  token  of  thine  utmost  good, 

Now,  Saviour,  nww,  on  me  bestow  ; 
And  purge  my  conscience  with  thy  blood, 
And  wash  my  nature  white  as  ^now► 

Devotion]       HYMN  27.     C.  M.     (Page  59.> 

1  FATFER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 

I  humbly  seek  thy  face  ; 
Encourag'd  by  the  Saviour's  word 
To  ask  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

2  Entering  into  my  closet,  I, 

The  busy  world  exclude  ; 
In  secret  prayer  for  mercy  cry, 
And  groan  to  be  renew'd. 

3  Far  from  the  paths  of  men,  to  thee 

I  solemnly  retire; 
See  thou  who  dost  in  secret  see, 
And  grant  my  heart's  desire. 

4  Thy  grace  T  languish  to  'eceive, 

The  spirit  of  love  amd  power  ; 
Blameless  before  tliy  face  to  live, 
T  >  live  and  sin  no  more. 

5  Fain  would  1  all  thy  goodness  feel, 

An<i  know  my  sins  forgiven  ! 
And  do  on  earth  thy  perfect  will 
As  angels  do  in  heaven. 


PENITENTIAL.  33, 

6  O  Father,  glorify  thy  Son, 

And  grant  what  1  require  ; 
For  Jcsu's  sake  the  gift  send  down, 
And  answer  me  by  fire. 

7  Kindle  the  flame  of  love  within, 

Which  may  to  heaven  ascend  ; 
And  now  the  work  of  grace  begin,. 
Which  shall  in  glory  end. 

Bethel]     HYMN  28.     C.  M.     (Page  65.) 

1  LET  the  redeemed  give  thanks  and  praise 

To  a  forgiving  God  ! 
My  feeble  voice  I  cannot  raise,  ' 
Till  wash'd  in  Jesu's  blood. 

2  Till  at  thy  coming  from  above, 

My  mountam-sin  depart, 
And  ''ear  gives  place  to  filial  love, 
And  peace  o'erflows  my  heart. 

3  Prisoner  of  hope,  I  still  attend 

h'  appearance  of  my  Lord, 
These  endless  doubts  and  fears  to  end, 
And  speak  my  soul  restor'd : 

4  Restor'd  by  reconciling  grace  ;' 

With  present  pardon  blest ; 
And  fitted  by  true  holiness 
For  my  eternal  rest. 

5  The  peace  which  man  can  ne'er  conceive, 

Tj)e  love  and  joy  unknown' 

Now,  Father,  to  thy  servant  give, 

And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 


34 


PENITENTIAL. 


6  My  God,  through  Jesus  pacify'd  \ 
My  God,  thyself  declare  ; 
And  draw  me  to  his  open  side, 
And  plunge  the  sinner  there  ! 

Newri/.]     HYMN  29.     L.  M.     (Page  74.) 

1  FAIN  would  I  go  to  thee,  my  God, 

Thy  mercies  and  thy  wants  to  tell ; 
To  feel  my  pardon  seal'd  in  blood  : 
Saviour,  thy  love  I  wait  to  feel. 

2  Freed  from  the  power  of  cancellM  sin, 

When  shall  my  soul  triumphant  prove  ? 
Why  breaks  not  out  the  fire  within, 
In  flames  of  joy,  and  praise  and  love? 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  aspires  ; 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  plight  my  vows : 
Keep  me  from  earthly,  base  desires. 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  spouse. 

4  Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss. 

Thou  art  the  good  I  seek  below  ; 
Fullness  of  joy  in  thee  there  is  ; 
Without,  'tis  misery  all.  and  wo. 

Gainsboro\]  HYMN  30.  C.  M.  (Page  75.) 

1  MY  God,  ray  God,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Thee  only  would  I  know  ; 
Thy  purifying  blood  apply. 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

^  Touch  me  and  make  the  leper  clea% 
Purge  my  iniquity : 


PENITENTIAL.  35 

Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  1 

Answer,  if  mine  thou  art! 
Whisper  within,  thou  Love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 

4  Behold,  for  me  the  victim  bleeds, 

His  wounds  are  open  wide  ; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling  pleads, 
And  speaks  me  justify'd. 

KennebecL]  HYMN  31.  P.  M.    (Page  72.) 

1  STILL,  Lord,  I  languish  for  thy  grace, 
Reveal  the  beauties  of  thy  face. 

The  middle  wall  remove  : 
Appear  and  banish  my  complaint ; 
Come  and  supply  my  only  want, 

Fill  all  my  soul  with  love  ! 

2  O  !  conquer  this  rebellious  will ; 
Willing  thou  art  and  ready  still. 

Thy  help  is  always  nigh : 
The  stony  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  give  me,  Lord,  O  give  me  love, 

Or  at  thy  feet  I  die. 

3  To  thee  I  lift  my  mournful  eye : 
Why  am  I  thus  7  O  tell  me  why 

I  cannot  love  my  God  ? 
The  hind'rance  must  be  all  in  me  ; 
It  cannot  in  my  my  Saviour  be  ; 

Witness  that  streaming  blood  ! 


86  DESCRIBING 

4  It  cost  thy  blood  my  heart  to  win  : 
To  buy  me  from  the  power  of  sin, 

And  make  me  love  again : 
Come,  then,  my  Lord,  thy  right  asseii;. 
Take  to  thyself  my  ransom'd  heart, 
Nor  bleed  nor  die  in  ^ain. 


DESCRIBING  FORSSAI.  HXILIGION. 


Rochester.]  HYMN  32.  C.  M.     (Page  80.) 

1  LONG  bave  I  seem'd  to  serve  Thee,  Lord, 

With  unavailinir  pain  : 
Fasted,  and  pray'd,  and  read  tliy  word. 
And  heard  it  preach-d  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  assembly  join, 

And  near  thy  altar  drew  ; 

A  form  of  Godlines  was  mine, 

The  power  T  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  desii^n  : 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee  thus  at  length  1  see, 

Vainly  I  hop'd  and  strove  ; 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee. 
Unless  they  spring  from*  love  ? 

5  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts  ; 


FORMAL    RELIGION.  37 

Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast, 

Of  means  an  idol  made  : 
The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost, 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

7  Where  am  T  now,  or  what  my  hope  1 

What  can  my  weakness  do  ? 

Jesus,  to  thf  e  my  soul  looks  up  ; 

'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Rochester,]     HYMN  33.     C.  M.     (Page  83.) 

1  STILL,  for  thy  loving-kindness,  Lord, 

I  in  thy  temple  wait: 
I  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word, 
Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

2  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways, 

I  wait  to  learn  thy  will : 
Silent  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  hear  thee  say,  ''  Be  still ! 

3  "  Be  still !  and  know  that  I  am  God  '" 

'Tis  all  I  live  to  know ; 
To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  spread  its  praise  below  I 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew,  ♦ 

Thine  image  to  retrieve  ! 
The  veil  of  outward  things  pass  through, 
And  gasp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work  ;  and  own  the  labor  vain; 

And  thus  from  works  I  ©ease 
cl 


33  ON    BACKSLIDING. 

I  Strive  ;  and  see  my  fruitlessipamj 
Till  God  create  my  peace. 

6  Fruitless,  till  thou  thyself  impart. 

Must  all  my  efforts  prove ; 
They  cannot  change  a  sinful  heart 
They  cannot  purchase  love. 

7  I  do  the  thing  thy  laws  enjoin, 

And  then  the  strife  give  o'er; 
To  thee  I  then  the  whole  resign, 
I  trust  in  means  no  more. 

8  I  trust  in  Him  who  stands  hetween 

The  Father's  wrath  and  me : 
Jesus,  thou  great  eternal  Mean, 
1  look  for  all  from  thee ! 


our  BACRSZiIDZNG. 


3Iear,]     HYMN  34.     C.  M.     (Page  93.) 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  f  '\me ; 
A  liffht  to  shine  upon  the        d 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lj  .  3. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd, 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 


ON    BACKSLIDING.  39 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  h-^ly  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest : 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

C  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  fame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

Rochester.]     HYMN  35.     C.  M.     (Page  93.) 

1  O  THAT  I  were  as  heretofore  ! 

¥/hen  warm  in  my  first  love  ; 
I  only  liv'd  my  God  to  adore, 
And  seek  the  things  above  ! 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  shone, 

And  lavish  of  his  grace, 
With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveil'd  his  face. 

3  Butter  and  honey  did  1  eat. 

And  lifted  up  on  high, 
I  saw  the  clouds  beneath  my  feet. 
And  rode  upon  the  sky. 

4*  Fat ,  far  above  all  earthly  things 
Triumphantly  I  rode ; 


40  ON    BACKSLIDING. 

I  soar'd  to  heaven  on  eagle's  winiy«*. 
And  found  and  talk'd  with  God. 

5  Where  am  I  now  ?  from  what  a  height 

Of  happiness  cast  down  ! 
The  fflory  swallow'd  up  in  night. 
And  faded  is  the  crown. 

6  O  God,  thou  art  my  home,  my  rest. 

For  which  1  sigh  in  pain  ! 
How  shall  I  'scape  into  thy  breast, 
My  Eden  now  regain  1 

Wells.]     HYMN  36.     L.  M.     (Page.  95.^ 

1  AH  !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess, 
A  gracious  soul  may  fall  from  grace  ; 
The  salt  may  lose  its  seasoning  power^ 
And  never,  never  find  it  more  f 

2  Lest  that  my  fearful  case  should  be, 
Each  moment  knit  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
And  lead  me  to  the  mount  above. 
Through  the  low  vale  of  humble  love. 

Old  Hundred.]  HYMN  37.    L.  M.  (Page  97.  > 

1  SAVIOUR,  I  now  with  shame  confess, 
My  thirst  for  creature-happiness  ; 

By  base  desires  I  wrong'd  thy  love, 
And  forc'd  thy  mercy  to  remove. 

2  Yet  would  I  not  regard  thy  stroke. 
But  when  thou  didst  thy  grace  revoke. 
And  when  thou  didst  thy  face  conceals. 
Thy  absence  I  refus'd  to  feel. 


ON    BACKSLIDING.  41 

3  I  knew  not  that  the  Lord  was  gone  ; 
In  my  own  fro  ward  will  went  on ; 

I  liv'd  to  the  desires  of  men, 

And  thou  hast  all  my  wand'rings  seen. 

4  Yet,  O  the  riches  ot  thy  grace  ! 
Thou,  who  hast  seen  my  evil  ways, 
Wilt  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

5  For  this  I  at  thy  footsool  wait. 
Till  thou  my  peace  again  create : 
Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips  restore 
My  peace,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more  ! 

6  Far  off,  yet  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
(Till  thou  again  thy  blood  apply  ; 
Till  thou  repeat  my  sins  forgiven,) 
As  far  from  God  as  hell  from  heaven. 

7  But  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 
My  comfort  thou  wilt  give  me  back  ; 
And  lead  me  on  from  grace  to  grace. 
In  all  the  paths  of  righteousness, 

8  Till  thoroughly  sav'd  my  new-born  soul, 
And  perfectly  by  faith  made  whole , 
Shall  bright  on  thy  full  imaire  rise, 

To  share  thy  glory  in  the  skies. 

Aylesbury.]    HYMN  38.  S.  M.     (Page  100 

1  O  JESUS!  full  of  grace, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan, 
Let  me  again  behold  thy  face, 
Call  home  thy  bariish'd  one 

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4'^  ON    BACKSLIDING'. 

2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 

Again  my  soul  restore, 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal. 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  bid  me  rise  ? 

v^-peak,  and  my  soul  shall  live ; 
Forgive,  my  gasping  spirit  cries, 
Abundantly  forgive. 

4  For  thine  own  mercy's  sake 

Relieve  my  wretchedness, 
And  O  my  pardon  give  me  back, 
And  give  we  back  my  peace  ! 

5  Again  thy  love  reveal, 

Restore  that  inward  heaven  : 
O  grant  me  once  again  to  feel, 
Through  faith,  my  sins  forgiven. 

6  Thy  utmost  mercy  show. 

Say  to  my  drooping  soul, 
In  peace  and  full  assurance  go. 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole. 

Old  Windsor.]  HYMN  39.  C.  M.   (Page  99.) 

1  O  WHY  did  I  my  Saviour  leave. 
So  soon  unfaithful  prove  : 
How  could  I  thy  good  Spirit  grieve, 
And  sin  against  thy  love  love  1 


«y 


I  forc'd  thee  first  to  disappear, 

I  turn'd  thy  face  aside ; 
Ah,  Lord  !  if  thou  hadst  still  been  here. 

Thy  servant  had  not  died. 


PRAYER    ANN    INTEKCESSION.  43 

3  But  O,  how  soon  thy  wrath  is  o'er, 

And  pard'nin^  iove  takes  place! 
Assise  me,  Saviour,  to  adure 
The  riches  ol  thy  grace. 

4  O  could  I  lose  myself  in  thee  ; 

Thy  depth  of  mercy  pii>ve; 
Thou  vast,  unfathomable  sea 
Of  unexhausted  love  I 

5  My  humbled  soul,  when  thou  art  near. 

In  dust  and  ashes  lies  : 
How  shall  a  sinful  worm  appear, 
Or  meet  thy  purer  eyes? 

6  I  loathe  myself  when  God  I  see, 

And  into  nothing  fall ; 
Content  if  thou  exalted  be, 
And  Christ  be  All  in  All. 


PRA?Z3R  A:£7X>  13STBB.0BBST0Jit. 


Devizes.]     HYMN  40.     C.  M.     (Page  129.1 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below 

Let  thy  salvation  roll  ; 
Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow, 
Every  believing  soul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number.  Lord, 

Us  weary  sinners  take  ; 
Jesus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake, 
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44  PRAYER    ANB 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 

And  we  shall  flow  to  thee, 
While  do^Yn  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 

Of  joy  the  swelling  flood  ; 
Wafted  by  thee,  with  v,illing  heart. 
We  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea, 

Into  thy  fulness  fall : 
Be  lost  and  swallow'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

Bramcoaf.]    HYMN  41.     L.  M.      (Page  130.) 

1  O  THOU,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore, 

We  now  with  all  thy  saints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmost  souls  before. 
Thy  glorious,  awful  Majesty. 

2  The  King  of  nations  we  proclaim  ; 

Who  would  not  our  great  Sov'reign  fear  ? 
We  long  t'  experjence  all  thy  name, 
And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here. 

3  We  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  for  thy  loving-kindness  wait  ; 
And  O,  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gate. 

4  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 

To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire 
And  lo  !  we  see  descend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 


INTERCfiSSIOX.  4.5 

5  Still  let  it  on  th'  assembly  stay, 

And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill : 
To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 

6  There  let  us  all  with  Jesus  stand, 

And  join  the  general  churcli  above  ; 
And  take  our  seats  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love.  ' 

7  Cbme,  Lord,  our  soul?  are  on  the  wing", 

Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear, 
And  let  mine  eyes  behold  my  King, 
And  let  me  see  my  Saviour  there. 

Devizes.]     HYMN  42.     C.  M.     (Page    133.) 

1  LORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ; 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge !  deep  and  high  ' 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

CO 


46  _  P RAVER  AND 

;>  So  let  thy  grace  surround  mo  stijl 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sov'reign  love. 

Hamilton.]     HYMN  33.    L.  M.     (Page  110.) 

1  I  THIPIST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cjeaii&ing  blood; 

To  dwell  within  thy  woundj?  ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart  and  let  it  be 
Forever  clos'd  to- all  but  thee  ! 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  arc  they  who  still  abide 
Close  shelter'd  in  thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ? 
Thou  giv'st  the  pov/er  thy  grace  to  move  ; 
O  wond'rous  grace  !  O  boundless  love  ! 

5  How  can  it  be  thou  heavenly  King, 
Tliat  thou  should'st  u.*  to  glory  bring ; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown. 

G  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  overflow. 
Our  words  are  lo?t,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 
^'  MvLord,  my  love  is  crucifv'd." 


INTERCESSION.  47 

7  Ah  !  Lord,  enlar|Sje  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrcuj^ht; 
Unloose  our  statntirrino:  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable  1 

8  Firstborn  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  all  our  souls  we  bow  : 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  a^ive  ; 
Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 

mirland,]     HYMN  44.    S.  M.     (Page  114.) 

1  LO,  in  thy  hand  T  lay, 
And  wait  thy  will  to  prove  ; 

My  Potter,  stamp  on  me,  thy  clay, 
^  Thine  only  stamp  of  love  : 

Be  this  my  wh^le  desire, 

I  know  that  it  is  thiup  '? 
Then  kindle  in  my  soul  a  fire 

Which  shall  forever  shine. 

2  Thy  ojracious  readiness 
To  save  mankind  assert ; 

Thine  ima;Te,  love,  thy  name  impres?,. 
Thy  natu»*e  on  my  heart : 
Father  of  mercies,  hear  ! 
Into  my  soid  come  down  ; 
Let  it  throuffhont  mvlife  appear, 
That  I  have  Christ  put  on. 

3       O  plant  in  me  thy  mind ! 
O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 
So  shall  1  cry  to  all  mankind, 
^onie  to  the  waters,  come  • 


48  PRAYER    ANI> 

Jesus  is  full  of  grace, 
To  all  his  bowels  move  ; 
Behold  in  me,  ye  fallen  race, 
That  God  is  only  love. 

Red.  Love]  HYMN  45.  P.  M.  (Page  119.) 

1  LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  : 

Shall  we  seek  thee.  Lord,  in  vain  1 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn. 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope- 

io  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find, 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee 


INTERCESSION.  49 

Mourner.]     HYMN  46.  L.  M.     (Page  121.) 

1  MY  hojDe,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow, 

I  feel  the  bliss/thy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  stength,  be  thou  my  way> 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day  : 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 
And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  : 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart. 
Then  clasp  me  Saviour  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sm  and  Satan's  power  ; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne. 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 

5  My  suff'ring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er. 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more  ; 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

3Iourner,]     HYMN  47.   L.  M.  (Page  123.) 

1  WHEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee  ? 

The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  1 

2  A  poor  blind  child,  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near  : 


50  PRAYER     AND 

0  dark !  dark  !  dark  !  I  still  must  sa  »> 
Amidst  the  blaze  of  Gospel-day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find. 
And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind  ; 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given. 

Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free. 
Jesus,  my  soul,  shall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lo^t  my  all, 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 

Abridge.]     HYMN  48.  C.  M.     (Page  126.) 

1  FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee. 

No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labour  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  !, 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power  ; 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve^ 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift. 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die  ; 
O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 


INTERCESSION.  51 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  but  see  thy  face  : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace  ! 

Kentucly.\  HYMN  49.  S.  M.  (Page  127.) 

1  O  MAY  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feeble  worm, 
To  rush  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  storm. 

"2  O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 
And  scale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 

Pickering.]  HYMN  59.  C.  M.  (Page  135.) 

1  JEHOVAH,  God,  the  Father,  bless, 

And  thy  own  work  defend  ! 
With  mercy's  out-stretch'd  arms  embrace^ 
And  keep  us  to  the  end. 

2  Preserve  the  creatures  of  thy  love ; 

By  providential  care 
Conducted  to  the  realms  above, 
To  sing  thy  goodness  there. 

3  Jehovah,  God  the  Son,  reveal 

The  brightness  of  thy  face  ; 
And  all  thy  pardou'd  people  fill 
With  plenitude  of  grace. 


>^  PRAYER    A2iD 

4  Shine  forth  with  all  the  Deity, 

Which  dwells  in  thee  alone  ; 
Anl  lifts  us  up  thy  face  to  see. 
On  thy  eternal  throne. 

5  Jehovah,  God  the  Spirit,  shine. 

Father  and  Son  to  show  : 
With  bliss  ineffable,  divine, 
Our  ravish'd  hearts  o'erflow. 

6  Sure  earnest  of  that  happiness, 

Which  human  hope  transcends, 
Be  thou  our  everlasting  peace, 
When  grace  in  glory  ^nds. 

Alfreton.]  HYMN  51.  L.  IVL    (Page  115.) 

1  O  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee» 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  ! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way, 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 


INfERCESSION.  S3 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untir'd,  I  follow  thee  ; 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
"Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

Parvus.]     HYMN  52.    L.  M.     (Page  115.) 

1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 

Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  2:ood,  thou  just  and  wise. 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties. 

Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands. 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 

No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford; 
Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  thee.  Lord  ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raisesmy  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 


54  fRAVER   AN© 

Watchman.]   HYMN  53.  S.  M.  (Page  106.) 

1  SPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God  ; 

And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 

And  witness  with  the  blood; 

'Tis  thine  the  blood  t'  apply, 

And  give  us  eyes  to  see ; 
Who  did  for  ei^eri/  sinner  die, 

Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

2  No  man  can  truly  say 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord  ; 

Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away. 

And  breathe  the  living  word  : 

Then  only  then  we  feel 

Our  int'rest  in  his  blood  ; 
And  cry  with  joy  unspeakable, 

"  Thou  art  mi/  Lord,  mi/  God." 

3  O  that  the  world  might  know 
The  all-atoning  Lamb  ! 

Spirit  of  faith,  descend  and  show 

The  virtue  of  his  name  : 

The  grace  which  all  may  find, 

The  saving  power  impart ; 
And  testify  to  all  mankind, 

And  speak  in  every  heart. 

4  Inspire  the  living  faith, 
Which,  whosoe'er  receives, 

The  witness  in  himself  he  hath. 

And  consciously  believes : 

The  faith  that  conquers  all, 

And  doth  the  nlountain  move  ; 
And  saves  whoe'er  on  Jesus  call, 

And  perfects  them  in  love. 


INTERCESSION.  55 

Jordan.]     HYMN  54.     C.  M.     (Page  108.) 

1  GOD  of  all  grace  and  majesty. 

Supremely  great  and  good, 
If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee 

Through  the  atoning  blood ; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear  lest  I  should  ever  grieve, 

Thy  gracious  Spirit  divine. 

2  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee, 

May  I  obedient  prove, 
Nor  e'er  abuse  my  liberty, 

Or  sin  against  thy  love  : 
This  choicest  fruit  of  faith  bestow 

On  a  poor  sojourner  ; 
And  let  me  pass  my  days  below, 

In  humbleness  and  fear. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  sight, 

My  strict  observer  see ; 
And  thou,  by  reverent  love,  unite 

My  child-like  heart  to  thee ; 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  past. 

At  Jesu's  feet  abide  : 
So  shall  he  lift  me  up  at  last, 

And  seat  me  by  his  side. 

Shirland.]     HYMN  55.    S.  M.     (Page  109.) 

1  MY  God,  my  life,  my  love. 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call : 

I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  whero  I  ilwefl: 
d1 


C6  PRAYER     AND 

'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

^  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are  ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracicius  throaey 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above, 

Can  make  a  heavenly  pl'ace, 
If  God  his  residence  remoi  e, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky,  , 

Can  one  delight  afford  ; 
No.  not  one  drop  of  real  j  oy, 
Without  thy  presence,    Lord. 

7  Thou  art  tlie  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasure  3S  roll : 
The  circle  where  my  pa^is,  Ions  move? 
And  centre  of  my  soul, 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 

With  infinite  desire ; 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  \   ^  lie  I 
O  Jesus  raise  me  higher. 

Irish.]     HYMN  56.    C.  M.     (1     ""aqe  118.) 

I  O  SUN  of  Righteousness  aria     ® 
With  healing  in  thy  wing ; 


INTERCESSION.  57 

To  my  diseased,  my  fainting  soul, 
.  Life  and  salvation  bring. 

2  These  clouds  of  pride  and  sin  dispel, 

By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 
Lighten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  my  heart 
With  holy  hope  inflame. 

3  My  mind,  by  thy  all-quick'ning  power, 

From  low  desire  set  free  ; 
Unite  my  scatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-lost  son  receive ; 

Saviour,  thy  purchase  own  , 
Blest  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy, 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord 

Co-equal  One  in  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  placM, 
All  love  he  paid  to  thee. 

3fear.]     HYMN  57.     C.  M.     (Page  12«.) 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  « 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

8  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs; 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
d2 


58  PRAYER  AND 

Hozannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live,  , 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  1 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
An    thine  to  us  so  gr^at  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  :tbroad  a  Saviour's  love 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Devizes.]     HYMN  58.     C.  M.     (Page  13$J.) 

1  JESUS,  the  all-restoring  Word, 

My  fallen  spirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likeness  Lord, 
Ah,  when  shall  I  wake  up  ! 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  ar^ 

The  Life,  the  T  ruth,  the  >Vay  ; 
Quicken  my  soul,  instr»^t  my  hearty 
My  sinking  footsteps  stay. 

6  Of  all  (hou  hast  in  earth  below. 

In  hearen  above  to  give, 
Give  me  thine  only  love  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love ; 

In  mystic  union  join 
Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourse  between 

My  longing  soul  and  thee, 


INTERCESSION.  59 

Never  to  be  broke  oflf  again 
To  all  eternity. 

Al/reton.]  HYMN  59.  L.  M.    (Page  128.) 

1  O  GOD,  most  merciful  and  true, 
Thy  nature  to  nty  soul  impart, 
'Stablish  with  me  the  covenant  new. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  To  real  holiness  restor'd, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind. 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fulness  of  life  eternal  find. 

3  Remember,  Lord,  ray  sins  no  more, 

That  them  I  may  no  more  forget ; 
But,  sunk  in  guiltless  shame,  adore 
With  speechless  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelm'd  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 

1  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move, 
But  breathe  unutterable  praise, 

And  rapturous  awe,  and  silent  love. 

5  Then  every  murmuring  thought,  and  vain, 

Expires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost ; 
I  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, 
I  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done, 

My  mouth  as  in  the  dust  I  hide  ; 
And  glory  give  to  God  alone. 
My  God  for  ever  pacified  I 
1)3 


60  PRAYER    AND 

Bethel]     HYMN  60.     C.  M.     (Page  ir^> 

1  COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  in  persons  three, 
Bring  back  the  heavenly  blessing  lost 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favour  and  thy  nature  too, 

To  me,  to  all  restore  ; 
Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

4  Light,  in  thy  light,  O  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 
Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd'  and  bless'dby  thee^ 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love. 

6  Lift  up  thy  contenance  serene. 
And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconcil'd. 

6  That  all  comprising  peace  bestow 
On  me,  through  grace  forgiv'n  ; 
The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven  ! 

Ebor.]  HYMN  61.  C.  M.   (Page  117.) 

]  BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise ; 


UNTERCESSION.  &1 

Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 

Our  sacrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  sav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  ev'ry  wish  aspires, 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store  ; 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requiresj 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask,  we  open  then 

Our  h^farts  to  embrace  thy  will ;  ' 
Turn,  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again ; 
With  all  thy  fulness  fill. 

5  Gcfne,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ; 

So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move, 

And  be  with  Christ  in  God. 


PHAirSH  AND    WATCZirULNZSSS. 


St.  John's.]     HYMN  62.  P.  M.     (Page.  149.) 

1  BE  it  my  only  wisdom  here. 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 
d4 


62  PRAYER    AND 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

Portugal]     HYMN  63.    L.  M.     (Page  156.) 

1  O  THOU  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul. 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light. 
Pierce  through,  dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fitre. 
With  holy,  conquering  zeal  inspire* 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant, 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul  and  faint ; 
With  steps  unwav'ring  undismay'd, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  With  out-stretch'd  hands,  and  streaming 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize  ;  [eyes, 
I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray  ; 

But  Ah  !  how  soon  it  dies  away  ! 

5  The  deadly  slumber  soon  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal ; 

Rise,  Lord  ;  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

6  Single  of  heart  O  may  1  be  I 
Nothing  may  I  desire  but  thee  : 


WATCHFULNESS.  63- 

Far,  far  from  me  the  world  remove, 
^  And  all  that  holds  me  from  thy  love  ! 

Kentucky.]  HYMN  64.  S.  M.  (Page  144.) 

1  THE  praying  spirit  breathe, 
The  watching  power  impart ; 

From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart ; 

My  feeble  mind  sustain,  / 

By  worldly  thoughts  opprest ; 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  my  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 
Thine  own  this  moment  seize, 

Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home. 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace  : 

SufFer'd  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  thy  love, 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

Mear.]     HYMN  65.     C.  M.  (Page  145.) 

1  SHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 

In  this  our  evil  day  ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 
O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer ! 

3  The  spirit  of  interceding  grace, 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim  ; 

d5 


64  PRAYER   AND 

To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow  ; 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me ; 
With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain  top 

Behold  thy  open  face  ; 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallow'd  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 

Kentucky.]    HYMN  66.    S.  M.     (Page  149.) 

1       A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 
To  serve  the  present  age. 
My  calling  to  fulfil  : 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

^      Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  O  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give !     * 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely, 


WATCHFULNESS.  65 

Assur'd  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

Matthias.]  HYMN  67.    S.  M.  (Page  146.) 

1  JESUS,  my  stength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 

With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 

Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
On  thee,  Almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will. 

That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill. 

A  soul  inur'd  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss  : 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

S       I  want  a  godly  fear, 
A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near. 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  spirit  still  prepar'd. 
And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4      I  wa#,t  a  heart  to  pray. 
To  pray  and  never  cease, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 
Or  wish  my  sufferings  less. 


*>6  PRAYER    AND 

This  blessing,  above  all, 
Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

5       I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  single  steady  aim i 
Unmov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward. 
To  thee,  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  jealous,  just  concern 
For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn. 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 

0  I  rest  upon  thy  word, 
The  promise  is  for  me ; 

My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee ; 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide, 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

NeiD  Sah.^     HYMN  m.  L.  M.     (Page  148.) 

1  JESUS,  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 

On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Inspire,  and  then  accept  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings  ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 

And  hovVing,  hides  me  in  his  wings ; 


WATCHFULNESS. 


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3  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 

Nor  for  a  moment's  space  depart ; 
Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he'  renews  my  heart. 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 

His  voice  behind  me  may  1  hear, 
*«  Return,  and  walk  in  Christ  thy  way, 
Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near  !" 

5  His  sacred  unction  from  above, 

Be  still  my  comforter  and  guide, 
Till  all  the  stony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  reside. 

6  Jesus,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 

From  nature's  every  path  retreat ; 
Thou  art  my  way,  my  leader  be. 
And  set  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

7  Upheld  me,  Saviour,  or  I  fall ; 

O  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 

Watchman.]  HYMN  69.     S.  M.  (Page  153.) 

1  GRACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake- 
This  slumber  from  my  soul ! 

Say  to  me  now  "Awake,  awake, 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whote.'* 

2  Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand, 
Alarm  me  in  this  hour : 

And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thyj power! 


^  PRAYER    ANP 

S      Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 
Always  to  watch  and  pray,. 
Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepar'd. 
And  ready  may  I  be. 

For  ever  standing  on  my  guards 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  O  do  thou  always  warn^ 
My  soul  of  evil  near  ! 

When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear : 

6  "  Come  back  !  this  is  the  way  1 
Come  back !  and  walk  therein  !" 

O  may  I  hearken  and  obey. 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin  I 

Matthias.]     HYMN  70.   S.  M.     (Page  154,) 

1  THOU  seest  my  feebleness, 
Jesus.,  be  thou  my  power, 

My  help  and  refuge  in  distress, 
My  fortress  and  my  tower. 

2  Give  me  to  trust  in  thee ; 
Be  thou  my  sure  abode  : 

My  horn,  and  rock,  and  buckler  be. 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

S      Myself  I  cannot  save, 
Myself  I  cannot  keep  ; 
But  strength  in  thee  I  surely  have* 
Whose  eyelids  never  sleep. 


WATCHFULNESS.  69 

4       My  soul  to  thee  alone, 

Now  therefore  I  commend : 
Thou,  Jesus,  love  me  as  thine  own, 
And  love  me  to  the  end  ! 

St.  Thomas.]  HYMN  71.   S.  M.  (Page  155.) 

1  BID  me  of  men  beware. 
And  to  my  ways  take  heed  ; 

Discern  their  every  secret  snare. 
And  circumspectly  tread. 

2  O  may  I  calmly  wait 

Thy  succours  from  above  ! 
And  stand  against  their  open  hate, 
And  well  dissembled  love. 

S      My  spirit.  Lord,  alarm, 

When  men  and  devils  join  : 
'Gainst  all  the  powers  of  Satan  arm. 
In  panoply  divine. 

4  O  may  I  set  my  face, 
His  onsets  to  repel  ! 

Quench  all  his  fiery  darts,  and  chase 
The  fiend  to  his  own  hell. 

5  But  above  all,  afraid 
Of  my  own  bosom  foe. 

Still  let  me  seek  to  thee  for  aid, 
To  thee  my  weakness  show, 

6  Hang  on  thy  arm  alone, 
With  self-distrusting  care, 

And  deeply  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  never  ceasing  prayer. 


70  JUSTIFICATION 

Fakon-St]    HYMN  72.  S.  M.     (Page  155.) 

1       GIVE  me  a  sober  mind, 
A  quidk  discerning  eye, 
The  first  approach  of  sin  to  find, 
And  all  occasions  fly. 

3       Still  may  I  cleave  to  thee, 
And  never  more  depart, 
But  watch  with  godly  jealousy, 
Over  my  evil  heart. 

3  Thus  may  I  pass  my  days 
Of  sojourning  beneath, 

And  languish  to  conclude  my  race,. 
And  render  up  my  breath. 

4  In  humble  love  and  fear. 
Thine  image  to  regain, 

And  see  thee  in  the  clouds  appear, 
And  rise  with  thee  to  reign  ! 


JITSTZFXCATXOi^r  BY  FAITH. 


Lenox.]    HYMN  73.     P.  M.     (Page  165.) 

1       ARISE,  my  soul,  arise. 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 


BY    FAITH.  71 

'2      He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all«redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Receiv'd  on  Calvary ; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me  ; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die  I 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  One  : 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son  ; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood. 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd. 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
1  can  no  longer  fear ; 
"With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

Thatcher.]     HYMN  74.   S.  M.     (Page  162.) 

FIRST    PART. 

1       HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  1 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  ? 


72  JUSTIFICATION 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen 
With  confidence  we  tell ; 

And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men, 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 

We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  apply 'd., 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 
Disburthen'd  of  her  load. 

And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

5  His  love  surpassing  far 
The  love  of  all  beneath, 

We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death. 

6  Stronger  than  death  or  hell 
The  sacred  power  we  prove  ; 

And  conqu'rors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  in  love. 

Pichering.]  HYMN  75.  C.  M.  (Page  166.) 

1  I  ASK  the  gift  of  righteonsness, 

The  sin-subduing  power ; 
Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  seal'd, 

The  liberty  from  sin  ; 
The  grace  infus'd,  the  love  reveal'd^ 
The  kingdom  fixt  within. 


BY    FAITH.  73 

3  Thou  hear'st  rae  for  salvation. pray  ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire  ; 
Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fullness  I  require. 

4  My  vehement  soul  cries  out,  opprest, 

Impatient  to  be  freed  ! 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  1  rest, 
Till  I  am  sav'd  indeed. 

5  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert  ? 

Art  thou  not  willing  too  1 
To  change  this  old  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  1 

(y  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 
So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave, 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

Portugal]    HYMN  76.     L.  M.     (Page  161.) 

1  AUTHOR  of  faith,  eternal  word, 

Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame; 
Faith,  like  its  finisher,  and  Lord, 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same. 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 

And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable  ; 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil. 

-3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save, 
(Save  us,  a  present  Saviour  thou  !) 
Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have  : 
Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 
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74  JUSTIFICATION 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  beheves^ 

Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given, 
Into  himself  he  all  receives, 

Pardon,  ;  nd  holiness,  and  heavem 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 

Unseen  by  reason's  glimm'ring  ray, 
With  strong  commanding  evidence, 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

6  Faith  lends  its  realising  light. 

The  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly. 
The  invisible  appears  in  sights 
And  God  is  sqei)  by  nsortai  eye* 

Devizes.]     HYMN  77.     C.  M.    (Pagk  166,) 

1  GREAT  God  1  to  me  the  sight  afford, 
To  him  of  old  allow'd  ; 
And  let  my  faith  behold  its  Lord, 
Descending  in  a  cloud  1 

5i  In  that  revealing  Spirit  come  down, 
Thine  attributes  proclnim, 
And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 
The  glories  of  thy  name. 

3  Jehovah,  Christ,  I  thee  adore, 

Who  gav*st  my  sovil  to  be  ^ 
Fountain  of  being,  and  of  power, 
And  great  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  thou  art, 

But  let. me  raTher  prove. 
That,  name  inspoken  to  my  heart, 
That  favourite  name  of  Love. 


BY    FAITH.  75 

it  Merciful  God,  thyself  proclaim 
In  this  polluted  breast ; 
Mercy  is  thy  dislins;uish'd  name, 
And  suits  the  sinner  best. 

a  Our  misery  doth  for  pity  call, 
Our  sin  implores  thy  grace  ; 
And  thou  art  merciful  to  all 
Our  lost,  apostate  race. 

Neia  Sab.]     HYMN  78.  L.  M.     (Page  170.) 

1  JESUS,  whose  glory's  streaming  rays, 
Though  duteous  to  thy  high  command  ! 
Not  seraphs  view  with  open  face, 

But  veil'd  before  thy  presence  stand  ! 

3  How  shall  weak  eyes  of  fiesh,  weigh'd  down 
With  sin,  and  dim  with  error's  night, 
Dare  to  behold  thy  awful  throne. 
Or  view  thy  unapproached  light  1 

3  Restore  my  sight !  let  thy  free  grace 

An  entrance  to  the  holiest  give  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  of  faith  !  thy  face 
So  shall  I  see  :  yet  seeing  live. 

4  The  golden  sceptre  from  above 

Reach  forth  ;  see  my  whole  heart  I  bow  ; 
Say  to  my  soul  ^^  Thou  art  my  love, 
My  chosen  midst  ten  tliousand  thou !" 

9  O  Jesus,  full  of  grace  !  the  sighs 
Of  a  sick  heart  with  pity  view  ! 
Hark,  how  my  silence  spe^^ks — and  cries, 
'*  JVIercy,  thou  God  of  mercy,  show  !" 
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76  THE    GOODNESS    OF 

6  I  know  thou  canst  not  but  be  good  ; 

How  shouldst  ihou,   Lordj  thy    grace   re- 
strain, 
Thou,  Lord,  whos6  blood  so  freely  flow'd; 
To  save  me  from  all  guilt  and  pain  1 

7  By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 

Open'd  for  all  mankind  and  me, 
To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye, 
My  life  and  heart's  impurity  : 

8  From  Christ,  the  smitten  Rock,  it  flows. 

The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream  ; 
Pardon  and  holiness  bestows, 

And  both  I  gain  through  faith  in  him» 


THS  GOODNESS  OF  GOD  ZK  RS- 
DEI^PTZ02f. 


Salm,]     HYMN  79.  C.  M.     (Page  173.) 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 

Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans !  while  nature  8hak6sj( 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks. 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  rancom's  paid, 

*'  Receive  my  soul !"  he  cries : 


GOD    IN     REDEMPTION.  I4 

See  where  lie  bows  his  sacred  head  ! 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies  ! 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 
And  in  full  glory  shine  : 
O  Lainb  ot  God:  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine  ! 


Burshm.]     HYMN  80.      L.  M.     (Page  178.) 

1   OF  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing  ; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  iorgive. 


2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given  !' 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven  ; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul. 
Jesus  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blusii'd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  show  us  God ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know. 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ! 
AVhore'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 

I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 

Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enouoh  1 

F.3  ^ 


7S  THE    GOODNESS    OF 

St,  Peter.]     HYMN  81.     L.  M.     (Page  455,) 

1  HE  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies, 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  : 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  tor  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood.^ 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree^ 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 
Butlo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  : 

Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb; 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell. 

How  high  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns  : 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  ! 
Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wondVous  King ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !'* 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where's  thy  sting  1 

And  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  V* 

^Shields.]     HYMN  82.     C.  M.     (Page  175.) 

1  ALAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 


GOD    IN    REDEMPTION,  79 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  1 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
.  And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in  ; 
When  Christ  the  mighty  Maker  died, 
For  man  the  creature's  sin  ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  d^bt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Arlington.]  HYMN  83.  C.  M.  (Page  174.) 

1  PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair. 

We  wretched  sinners  lay. 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  giimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  fleshy 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

e4 


so  THE    GOODNESS    OP 

4  O  for  this  love  kt  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ! 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues. 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told  ! 

Luton.]     HYMN  84.     L.  M.     (Page  176.) 

1  EXTENDED  on  a  cursed  tree, 

Besraear'd  with  dust,  and  sweat  and  blood, 
See  there,  the  King  of  glory  see  ! 
Sinks  and  expires,  the  Son  of  God ! 

2  Who,  who,  my  Saviour  this  hath  done  1 

Who  could  thy  sacred  body  wound  7 
No  guilt  thy  spotless  heart  hath  known, 
No  guile  hath  in  thy  lips  been  found. 

2  I, — I  alone  have  done  the  deed  ! 

'Tis  r  thy  sacred  flesh  have  torn ; 
My  sins  have  caus'd  thee,  l.ord,  to  bleed, 
Pointed  the  nail,  and  fix'd  the  thorn. 

4  For  me  the  burdon  to  sustain 

Too  great,  my  Lord,  on  thee  was  laid  ; 
To  heal  me,  thou  hast  borne  my  pain  ; 
To  bless  me  thou  a  curse  wast  made. 

5  In  the  devouring  lion's  teeth, 

Torn,  and  forsook  of  all  I  lay  ; 
Thou  sprang'st  into  the  jaws  of  death, 
From  death  to  save  the  helpless  prey. 


tfOl)    IN    KEDEMPTrON.  Bi 

G  My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim, 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  I  owe  ? 
Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 
Ceaseless  to  all  thy  glory  show. 

7  Too  much  to  thee  I  cannot  give  ; 

Too  much  I  cannot  do  for  thee  : 
Let  all  thy  love,  and  all  thy  grief, 
Graven  on  my  heart  for  ever  be  ! 

8  The  meek,  the  still,  the  lowly  mind,. 

O  may  I  learn  from  ihee,  my  God  ; 
And  love,  with  softest  pity  join'd. 
For  those  that  trample  on  thy  blood. 

9  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 

O'erflow  my  eyes,  and  heave  my  breast : 
Till  loose  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise. 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 

Mourner.]  HYMN  85.  L.  M.    (Page  178.> 

1  O  THOU,  dear  suffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move  ! 
Help  me  to  catch  thy  precious  blood ; 
Help  me  to  taste  thy  dying  love  ! 

3  Give  me  to  feel  thy  agonies. 

One  drop  of  thy  sad  cup  afford : 
I  fain  with  thee  would  sympathize, 
And  share  the  sufferings  of  my  Lord, 

3  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
Convuls'd  while  her  Creator  died  : 
O  let  my  inmost  nature  shake. 
And  die  with  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 
Ho 


83  THE    GOODNESS    OF 

4  At  thy  last  gasp  the  graves  displayed 

Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies ; 
O  that  my  soul  might  burst  the  shade, 
And,  quicken  d  by  thy  death,  arise  I 

5  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death. 

And  tremble,  and  asunder  part : 

0  rend  with  thine  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  my  heart ! 

Portugal]     HYMN  86.   L.  M.     (Page  181.) 

1  ADAM  descended  from  above  ! 

Saviour  and  Head  of  all  mankind ; 
The  covenant  of  redeeming  love, 
In  thee  let  every  sinner  find. 

2  Our  Surety,  thou  alone  hast  paid 

The  debt  we  to  thy  Father  ow'd  : 
For  the  whole  world  atonement  made, 
And  seal'd  the  pardon  with  thy  blood, 

3  Thee,  the  Paternal  Grace  Divine, 

A  universal  blessing  gave; 
A  Light,  in  every  heart  to  shine  ; 
A  Saviour, — every  soul  to  save. 

4  Light  of  the  Gentile  world  appear, 

Command  the  blind  thy  rays  to  see  ; 
Our  darkness  chase,  our  sorrows  cheer. 
And  set  the  plaintive  pris'ner  free. 

5  Me,  me,  who  still  in  darkness  sit, 

Shut  up  in  sin  and  unbelief; 
Deliver  from  this  gloomy  pit. 
This  dongeon  of  despairing  grief. 


GQD    IN    REDEMPTION".  83 

6  Open  mine  eyes  the  Lamb  to  know, 
Who  bears  the  general  sin  away ; 
And  to  my  ransom'd  spirit  show, 
The  gJories  of  eternal  day. 

Firmament,]  HYMN  87.  L.  M.    (Page  454.) 
I  OUn  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Osir  Jesi:s  is  gone  up  on  high  ! 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 

Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 
There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay, 
Lift  up  your  heads  ye  heaveniy  gates  ; 
Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way. 

^  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wid?  unfold  the  ethereal  scene  ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right. 

Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 
Who  is  the  Knij;'  of  ;  lory,  who  ? 

The  Lord  tha   all  our  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sm,  deafh,  and  hell,  overthrew  ? 

And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

3  Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay. 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ; 

Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way. 
Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ? 

The  TiOrd  of  glorious  power  possest  ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all  for  ever  blest. 

Adisham.]   HYMN  83.    L.  M.  (Page  456.). 
1  YE  faithful  souls,  who  Jrsu>;  know, 
If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 


84  THE    ATTRIBUTES 

Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  pow'r  declare. 

3  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove  : 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiv'n  ! 
And  seek  the  glorious  things  above, 
And  follow  Christ  your  head  to  heav'n. 

3  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see, 

Seated  at  God's  right-hand  again, 
In  all  his  Father's  majesty, 
In  everlasting  pomp  to  reign. 

4  To  him  continually  aspire, 

Contending  for  your  native  place  ; 
And  emulate  the  angel  chojr. 
And  only  live  to  love  and  pnnise. 

5  For  who  by  faith  your  Lord  receive, 

Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside ; 
Dead  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live ; 
Your  creature-love  is  crucifi'd. 

^  Your  real  life  with  Christ  conceal'd 
Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies ; 
And  glorious  as  your  Head  reveal'd, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 


THE  ATTRIBUTES  OF  GOD. 

Archdah.]     HYMN  89.    C.  M.     (Page  183.> 

1  FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine  ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs^ 
Ry  thousands  through  the  skies  r 


OF   GOD.  85 

Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power  : 
Their  motions  speak  thy  skill : 

And  ou  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands. 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  show  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  impress  of  thy  feet ; 
But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms  : 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone^ 

The  justice  or  the  grace  ; 
Now  the  full  glories  of  ttie  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choisest  strains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 
To«  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost, 

Eternal  glory  be. 

Bethel]     HYMN  90.     C.  M.     (Page  189.) 

I  HAIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  J 
One  God,  in  person  three ; 


80 


THE    ATTRIBUTES 


Of  tliee  we  make  our  joyful  boast. 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

Thy  Godhead  we  adore  : 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dwell'st  for  evermore. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art. 

Thine  eye  doth  all  things  see  ; 
And  every  thought  of  eYery  heart, 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 

4  Whate'er  thou  wilt,  in  earth  belowj 

Thou  dost,  in  heaven  above ; 
But  chiefly  we  rejoice  to  know 
Th' Almighty  God  of  love. 

5  Thou  lov^st  whatever  thy  hands  have  made. 

Thy  goodness  we  rehearse, 

In  shining  characters  display'd 

Throughout  our  universe, 

6  Mercy,  with  love,  and  endless  grace^ 

O'er  all  thy  works  doth  reign  ; 
But  mostly  thou  delight'st  to  bless, 
Thy  favorite  creature  man. 

7  Wherefore  let  every  creature  give 

To  thee  the  praise  designed  ; 
But  chiefly,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, 
The  hearts  of  all  mankind. 

UgcVsHymHJ]  HYMN  91.  L.  M.  (Page  194.) 

I  HOLY  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none  ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thy  own  ; 


OF    GOD  87 

A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  ours,  a  drop  deriv'd  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thv  purity  we  share, 
Thy  only  glory  we  declare  ; 
And  humbled  into  nothing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  adorM  ; 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty  : 

4  Thy  power  unparallel'd  confess, 
Establish'd  on  the  Rock  of  peace  ; 
The  Rock  that  never  shall  remove, 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 

Randall.]    HYMN  92.    C.  M.     (Page  195.) 

1  BLEST  be  our  everlasting  Lord, 

Our  Father,  God,  and  King ! 
Thy  sovereign  goodness  we  record, 
Thy  glorious  power  we  sing. 

2  By  thee  the  victory  is  given  : 

The  majesty  divine,  [heaven, 

And  strength  and  might,  and  earth   and 
And  all  therein  is  Ihine. 

3  The  kingdom.  Lord,  is  thine  alone, 

Who  dost  thy  right  maintain  ; 
And  high  on  thy  eternal  throne, 
O'er  men  and  angels  reign. 

4  Riches,  as  seemeth  good  to  thee, 

Thou  dost,  and  honor  sive  ; 


88  THE    ATTRIBUTES 

And  kings  their  power  and  dignity 
Out  of  thy  hand  receive. 

i  Thou  hast  on  us  the  grace  bestow 'd, 
Thy  greatness  to  proclaim  ; 
And  therefore  now  we  thank  our  God, 
And  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

6  Thy  glorious  name,  and  nature's  powers. 
Thou  dost  to  us  make  known ; 
And  all  the  Deity  is  ours, 
Through  thy  incarnate  Son. 

Old  Hundred.]  HYMN  93.  L.  M.   (Page  196.) 

1  ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds  : 

3  Thee  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings  : 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  worshipping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

i^  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ? 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ! 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  Gi-eat,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learnt  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  O  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind  ! 

-6  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  r 
Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  words  be  few  ■ 


OF  eot»  89 

A  solemn  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Vhina.]     HYMN  94.     C.  M.     (Page  197.) 

1  HAIL  !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Whom  One  in  Three  we  know; 
By  all  thy  heavenly  host  ador*d, 
By  all  thy  church  below. 

2  One  undivided  Trinity, 

With  triumph  we  proclaim  ; 
Thy  universe  is  full  of  thee, 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thee,  holy  Father,  we  confess  ; 

Thee,  holy  Son,  adore  : 
Thee,  Spirit  of  Truth  and  Holiness, 
We  worship  evermore. 

4  The  incommunicable  right, 

Almighty  God,  receive  ! 
Which  angel-choirs,  and  saints  in  light. 
And  saints  embodied  give. 

5  Three  Persons  equally  divine 

We  magnify  and  love  : 
And  both  the  choirs  ere  long  shall  join, 
To  sing  thy  praise  above. 

6  Hail !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

(Our  heavenly  song  shall  be,) 
Supreme,  essential  One,  ador'd 
In  co-eternal  Three ! 


90 


SACRAMENTAL. 


Sfdrland.]     HYMN  95.     S.  M.     (Page  200.) 

1  O  ALL-CREATING  God  ! 

At  whose  supreme  decree 
Our  body  rose,  a  breathing  clod, 
Our  souls  sprang  forth  from  thee. 

2  For  this  thou  hast  design'd, 
And  form'd  us  man  for  this  ; 

To  know,  and  love  thyself,  and  find 
In  thee  our  endless  bliss. 

Triumph.]     HYMN  96.     L.  M.     (Page  200.) 
1  MY  soul,  through  my  redeemer's  care, 
Sav'd  from  the  second  death,  I  feel ; 
M}'  eyes  from  tears  of  dark  despair, 
My  feet  from  falling  into  hell. 


o 


Wherefore  to  him  my  feet  shall  run  ; 

My  eyes  on' his  perfection  gaze  ; 
My  soul  shall  live  for  God  alone. 

And  all  within  me  shout  his  praise. 


SACRASMIENTAZi. 


THE    LORD^S    SUPPER 
Matthias.]     HYMN  97.     S.  M.    (Page  20L) 
1       LET  all  who  truly  bear 

The  bleeding  Saviour's  name. 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  Paschal  Lamb  : 
Ourpassover  was  slain, 
At  Salem's  hallow'd  place. 


SACRAMENTAL.  91 

Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 
Shall  gain  his  largest  grace. 

2  This  eucharistic  feast, 
Our  ev'ry  want  supphes, 

And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest. 

And  share  his  sacrifice  ; 

By  faith  his  flesh  we  eat. 

Who  here  his  jmssion  show, 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  seat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  bestow. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  suff'rings  to  record, 

E'en  nuw  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Comto union  with  the  Lord  ; 

As  though  we  every  one 

Beneatii  his  cross  had  stood, 
And  seen  him  heave,  and  h  eard  him  groan 

And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

4  O  God  1  'tis  finish'd  now  ! 
The  mortal  pang  is  past ! 

By  faith  his  head  we  see  him  bow, 

And  hear  him  breathe  his  last. 

We  too  with  him  are  dead, 

And  shall  with  him  arise, 
The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 

Shall  lilt  us  to  the  skies. 

China,]     HYMN  98.     C.  M.     (Page  202.) 
i  JESUS,  at  whose  supreme  comrnaud, 
We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 
Thy  vesture  dipt  in  blood. 


92  SACRAMENTAL. 

Obedient  to  thy  jrracious  word, 
We  break  the  hallow 'd  bread, 

CommemVate  thee,  our  dying  Lordy 
And  trust  on  thee  to  feed. 

2  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyself  reveal, 

And  make  thy  nature  known, 
Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 

And  stamp  us  for  thy  own. 
The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move, 

And  sensibly  believe  ! 

3  The  cup  of  blessing,  bless'd  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart  ; 
The  bread  thy  mystic  body  be, 

And  cheer  thy  languid  heart. 
The  grace  which  sure  salvation  brings, 

Let  us  herewith  receive  ; 
Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 

The  hidden  manna  give. 

4  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven. 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 

And  all  may  live  by  thee. 
Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood, 
Till  all  our  souls  are  fill'd  below, 

With  all  the  life  of  God. 

Watchman.]     HYMN  99.  S.  M.  (Page.  203.) 
1       JESUS,  we  thus  obey 

Thy  last  and  kindest  word  ; 


SACRAMENTAL.  93 

Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  hast  enjoin'd, 
Thou  wilt  therein  appear; 

We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  special  presence  here. 

3  Whate'er  th'  Almighty  can 
To  pardon'd  sinners  give, 

The  fulness  of  our  God  made  man, 
We  here  with  Christ  receive. 

Wells.]     HYMN  100.     L.  M.  (Page  204.) 

1  AUTHOR  of  our  salvation,  thee 

With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  praise, 
Author  of  this  great  mystery. 

Figure  and  means  of  saving  grace. 

2  The  sacred,  true,  eftectual  sign, 

Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  shows  ; 
The  glorious  instrument  divine. 

Thy  mercy  and  thy  strength  bestows. 

3  We  see  the  blood  that  seals  our  peace  ; 

Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive  ; 
The  bread  doth  visibly  express 

The  strength  thro'  which  our  spirits  live* 

1  Our  spirits  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
And  eat  the  bread  so  freely  given, 
Till  b>»rne  on  eagles  wings  we  fly, 

And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heaven 


Oi  SACRAMENTAL. 

Pickering.]  HYMN  101.    C.  M.    (Page  207.) 

1  COME,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove, 

Fitted  by  heav'iily  art, 
As  channels  to  convey  thy  love, 
To  ev'ry  faithful  heart. 

2  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  giv*n. 
And  all  may  live  by  thee. 

^  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow. 
And  let  us  drink  thy  blood. 
Till  all  our  souls  are  fiU'd  below. 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

4  Determin'd  nothing  else  to  know 
But  Jesus  crucify'd, 
I  will  not  from  ray  Jes  !s  go, 
Or  leave  his  wounded  side. 

Salem.]     HYMN    102.     C.  M.     (Paoe  207.) 

1  THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Did,  almost  with  his  dying  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain 

2  To  keep  the  feast  Lord,  we  have  met, 

And  to  remember  thee  ; 
Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
'^  Forme,  he  dy'd  for  me  !" 

?  These  sacred  signs  thy  suff'rings,  Lord, 
To  our  remembrance  brings  : 


SACRAMENTAL.  f)o 

We  eat  and  drink  around  thy  board, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  O  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame. 
Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 
To  sing  '*  Hosaiina  to  the  Lamb," 
The  Lamb  that  dy'd  for  me  ! 

Tisbury.]  HYMN  203.  C.  M.  (Page  208.) 

1   YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
jbeliold  a  royal  least ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store. 
For  ev,ry  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
O  stay  not  back,  though  fear  alarms  ! 
For  yet  there  still  is  room. 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast, 
Of  nobler  joys  above! 

4  There  <vith  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more, 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  : 
Ye  happy  souls  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

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96  SACRAMENTAL. 

Randall]  HYMN  104.  C.  M.  (Page  209.) 

1  THE  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads, 

And  blessings  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n  ; 
Through  the  rich  blon  i  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now. 

Were  fed  aud  ftasted  here; 
And  millions  more,  stiil  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  j)lacer?  at  th  ■  feast, 
And  bJess  the  Founder's  name. 

Shirland.]     HYMN   105.    S.  M.     (Page  209.) 

1  GLORY  to  God  on  hi^rh  ; 

Our  peace  is  made  with  heav'n  ; 
The  Son  of  God  r.ame  down  to  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiv'n. 

2  His  precious  blood  was  shed, 
His  body  bruis'd  for  sin  : 

Remembr  this  in  eatinc^  bread, 
And  this  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  royal  board, 
In  his  rich  garment  clad  ; 

Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord  ; 
And  ev'ry  heart  be  glad. 


SA6RIMENTAL.  97 

4       The  Father  gives  the  son  ; 
The  Son  liis  flesh  an^!  blood  : 
The  Spir't  applies,  and  faith  puts  on 
The  righteousness  of  God. 

BAPTISM. 
ArUngton.]  HYMN  106.  C.  M.  (Page  210.) 
■  1  CELEST  AL  Dove,  descend  from  high 
And  on  the  water  brood  : 
Come  with  thy  quic'kning  power  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

2  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low 

To  give  his  word  a  seal ; 
But.  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow 
Exceeds  the  figure  still, 

3  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  request  renew  ; 
Accept  in  Christ,  and  bless  withal, 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

Stafford,-]     HYMN  107c  S.  M.  (Page  210.) 

1  MY  Saviour's  pierced  side 
Pour'd  out  a  double  flood 

By  water  we  are  purified, 
And  pardon'd  by  his  blood. 

2  Call'd  from  above,  1  rise, 
And  wash  away  my  sin  ; 

The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies, 
Can  make  the  foulest  clean. 

3  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide  ; 


m 


SACRIMENTAL. 


'Twas  open'd  by  the  soldier's  spear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  side  ! 

Triumpli.']     HYMN  108.  L.  M.    (Page  210.) 

1  COME,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost,        . 

Honour  the  means  ordain'd  by  thee  !     Jj 
Make  good  our  apostolic  boast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 

2  We  now  thy  promis'd  presence  claim; 

Sent  to  disciple  all  mankind  ; 
Sent  to  baptise  into  thy  name  ; 

We  now  thy  promis'd  presence  find. 

3  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son : 

In  these  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face  ; 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known, 
The  inward,  pure,  baptising  grace. 

4  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art. 

Effectuate  now  the  sacred  sign, 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart. 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  descend  from  high, 

Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou  ! 
The  sacramental  seal  apply, 

And  witness  with  the  water  now  ! 

0  O  that  the  souls  baptis'd  herein. 

May  now  thy  truth  and  mercy  feel ; 
May  rise  and  wash  away  their  sin  : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  their  pardon  seal  i 


REJOICING     AND    PRAISE.  9D 


Hamilton.]  HYMN  109.     L.  M.    (Page  218.) 

1  JESUS,  thou  everlasting  Ring, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  thy  well-deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be, 
Likeou'-  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  blest  hour  when  from  above, 
We  first  received  the  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  stay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold. 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold  ! 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies. 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Ascension.]  HYMN  110,    C.  M.    (Page  235.) 

1   COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

i  ^  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 
To  be  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply. 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 


100  REJOICING 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

H'^nour  and  power  divine; 
And  blessinjE^s  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord  for  ever,  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb, 

Paradise.]     HYMN  IIL  C.  M.     (Page  239.) 

1  HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  m  heaven  : 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  O  !  by  faith  I  see  ; 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight. 

The  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay. 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers.. 

And  antedate  that  day  ; 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal 'd 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthan  vessels  fiU'd. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow  ! 

And  let  the  vessels  break  ; 
And  let  our  ransom'd  spirits  go, 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek  ; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze^ 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me^ 


AND    PRAISE.  101 

And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
To  all  eternity. 

maron.]     HYMN  112.     S.  M.     (Page  240.) 

1  ALMIGHTY  Mai  er,  God, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  wonders  how  diffu-^'d  abroad. 
Throughout  creation's  frame  ! 

2  In  native  white  and  red 
The  rose  and  lilly  stand, 

And  free  from  pride,  their  beauties  spread, 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky 
With  unambitious  song; 

And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rise  and  sing 
To  my  Creator  too  ; 

Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praises  due. 

5  Descend,  celestial  fire, 
And  seize  me  from  above! 

Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  desire, 
A  sacrifice  of  love. 

6  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days  : 

And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

Millicent.]  HYMN  113.  P.  M.  (Page  245.) 
1  HAIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail,  thou  everlasting  King, 


102  REJOICING 

Thou  didst  suffer  to  redeem  us  1 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

Hail,  thou  acronizing  Saviour, 
Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 
"    Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  : 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship   honour,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give  ; 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits, 

Bring  y(mr  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits ; 

Help  to  chaunt  Inimanuel's  praise. 


AND    PRAISE.  103 

Truro.]   HYMN  114.    L.   M.    (Page  224.) 
1   HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
The  wisdom  comina;  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

a  Happy  beyond  discription  he, 

Who  knows  the  Saviour  died  for  me  ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine  !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise  ! 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compar'd  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fiH'd  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praise  : 
Riches  of  Christ  on  all  bestow'd, 

And  honour  that  descends  from  God. 

^  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flow'ry  paths  are  peace. 

C  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains  : 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains  : 
He  owns,  and  shall  for  ever  own, 
Wisdom^and  Christ,  and  heaven  are  one. 

Berlin.]     HYMN  115.  L.  M.     (Page  247.) 
1   INTO  thy  gracious  hands  I  ftill, 

And  with  the  arm  of  faith  embrace; 
O  Ring  of  Glory,  hear  my  call ! 
O  raise  me,  heal  me  by  thy  grace  I 

B 


104  REJOICING 

Now  righteous  throucfh  thy  ^race  I  am  : 
No  condemnation  now  I  dread; 

I  taste  salvation  in  thy  name ;  . 
Alive  in  thee,  my  living  Head. 

2  Still  let  thy  wisdom  be  my  guide, 

Nor  take  thy  flight  from  me  away  ; 
Still  with  me  let  thy  grace  abide, 

That  I  from  thee  may  never  stray  ; 
Let  thy  word  richly  in  me  dwell ; 

Thy  peace  and  love  my  portion  be  : 
My  joy  t'  endure  and  do  thy  will, 

Till  perfect  I  am  found  in  thee. 

3  Arm  me  with  thy  whole  armour.  Lord  I 

Support  my  weakness  with  thy  might; 
Gird  on  my  thigh  thy  conqu'ring  sword. 

And  shield  me  in  the  threat'ning  fight : 
From  faith  to  faith,  from  grace  to  grace. 

So  in  thy  strength  shall  I  go  on  ; 
Till  heaven  and  earth  flee  from  thy  face^ 

And  glory  end  what  grace  begun. 

Bretver.]    HYMN  110.     L.  M.  (Page  251.) 

1  JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  : 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day  ; 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
Fully  absolv'd  through  these  I  am, 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came  : 


AND  PRAISE.  105 

Who  died  for  me,  ev'n  me  t'  atone, 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord  I  believe  thy  precious  blood. 
Which  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God 
For  ever  doth  for  sinners  plead, 
For  me,  ev'n  for  mi/  soul  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe,  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid. 
For  all  a  full  atonement  made. 

Light'Street.]  HYMN  117.  P.  M.  (Page  252.> 

1  A  FOUNTAIN  of  Life  and  of  Grace 

In  Christ,  our  Redeemer,  we  see 
For  us,  who  his  offers  embrace  ; 

For  all,  it  is  open  and  free  : 
Jehovah  himself  doth  invite 

To  drink  of  his  pleasures  unknown  ;. 
The  streams  of  immortal  delight, 

That  flow  from  his  heavenly  throne. 

2  As  soon  as  in  him  we  believe. 

By  faith  of  his  Spirit  we  take  : 
And,  freely  forgiven,  receive 

The  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake! 
We  gain  a  pure  drop  of  his  love  ; 

The  life  of  eternity  know  ; 
Angelical  happiness  prove, 

And  witness  a  heaven  below. 

Paradise.]    HYMN  HS.    CM.    (Page  2564 
I  O  'TIS  delight,  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name ; 


106  REJOICING 

Mj  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
I  feel  the  bacrec  fiauie. 

2  My  pas-ions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 

When  love  inspires  my  breast, 
Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sov'reign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 

Must  sound  from  every  joyful  string 

Through  the  sweet  groves  of  bliss, 

4  Let  life  imnmrtal  seize  my  c!ay ; 

Let  love  refine  my  blood  : 
Her  fiatnes  can  bear  my  sou!  away, 
Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 

^  Swift  1  ascend  the- heavenly  place, 
And  hasten  to  my  home, 
I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  en)hrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  1  come. 

6  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills, 
Let  sin  and  death  remove  ; 
'Tis  love  that  drives  iny  chariot-wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 

iSwamvicL]  HYMN  J 19.  C.  M.  (Page  256. J 

1  THE  wisdom  own'd  by  all  thy  sons, 

To  me,  O  God,  impart, 
The  knowledge  of  the  holy  Ones, 

The  understanding  heart. 
Thy  name,  O  holy  Faiher,  tell 

To  one  who  would  beheve ; 


AND    PRAISE.  IQT 

To  me  thine  only  Son  reveal. 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  give. 

'Tis  life,  eternal  life,  to  know, 

Tlie  heavenly  Persons  mine  : 
Father,  and  Son,  and  Spirit  bestow, 

That  precious  faith  divine  ! 
A  Trinity  in  Unity, 

My  soul  shall  then  adore  : 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  worship  thee^ 

Jehovah,  evermore. 


rOR  FUI.Z.  RZSDSIMEPTZOM'. 


mmberwell.]  HYMN  120.  S.  M.  (Page  285.) 

1       FATHER,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true  : 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive, 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 

2  Come  then,  for  Jesu's  sake, 
And  bid  my  heart  be  clean  ; 

An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make  : 
An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart, 
But  by  believing  thee  ; 

And  waiting  for  thy  blood  t'  iziipart 
The  spotless  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
Jesus,  the  grace  bestow  : 

n2 


108  FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION. 

Now  thy  all-cleansing  blood  apply, 
And  3  am  white  as  snow. 

SwanmcL]  HYMN  121.  C.  M.  (Page  286.) 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  hs  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 

He  brings  salvation  near  ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
.  And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  sliould  holy  be  ! 

What  can  witl^sJand  his  will? 
The  counsel  of  his  j^race  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil ! 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me.  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

5  Joyful  in  hope,  my  spirit  soars 

To  meet  thee  from  above  : 
Thy  goodness  thankfully  adores  : 
And  sure  I  taste  thy  love. 

6  Thy  love  I  sooii  expect  to  find, 

In  all  its  depth  and  height: 
To  comprehend  th'  Eternal  Mind, 
And  grasp  the  Infinite. 

7  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 

Of  paradise  possest, 


FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION.  IC 

I  taste  unutterable  bliss, 
And  everlasting  rest. 

8  The  bliss  of  those  that  fully  dwell, 

Fully  in  thee  believe, 
'Tis  more  than  angel-iongues  can  tell, 
Or  angel-minds  conceive. 

9  Thou  only  knovv'st  who  didst  obtain, 

And  die  ro  make  it  known  ; 
The  great  salvation  now  explain, 
And  perfect  us  in  one. 

U.  Tabor.]  HYMxM  122.     C.  M.  (Page  262.) 

1  O  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  : 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart. 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thouglit  renew'd, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good- 
A  copy,  Lord  of  thine. 

5  Thy  tender  heart  is  still  the  same, 

And  melts  at  human  wo  ; 


110  FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION. 

Jesus  for  thee  distress'd  I  am, 
I  want  thy  loTe  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'st,  can  never  rest. 

Till  thou  create  my  peace, 
Till  of  my  Eden  repossessed  ; 
From  ev'ry  sin  I  cease. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips,  on  me 

Bestow  that  peace  unknown, 

The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 

Of  life,  and  the  white  stone. 

S  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart. 
Thy  new  best  name  of  love. 

Axbridgc]  HYMN  123.  C.  M.  (Page  264.) 

1  FOR  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  dy'd. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood. 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own ; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art : 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve  ; 


FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION.  Ill 

Till  hope  ill  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

eiarindon.]  HYMN  124.  CM.  (Page  265.) 

1  JESUS,  my  life,  tliyself  apply, 

Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe: 
My  vilt?  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin>' 

Still  with  the  rebel  strive : 
Enter  my  soul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  ajive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me.  Saviour,  in  thy  grave. 
That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

4  Rei^n  in  me,  Lord,  thy  foes  control. 

Who  would  not  own  thy  sway  ; 
Diffuse  thine  imasfe  through  my  soul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 

And  seal  me  thine  abode  ; 
O  make  me  jjlorious  ail  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God. 

Paradise.]    HYMN  125.  C.  M.     (Page  267.), 

1  LORD,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  ev'ry  promise  true  : 
And  lo  !  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  strength  renew. 


112  FOR   FULL    REDEMPTION.. 

2  If  ill  this  feeble  flesh  I  may 

Awhile  show  forth  thy  praise, 
Jesus  support  the  tot'tring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  such  a  worm  as  1  can  spread 

The  common  Saviour's  name, 
Let  Him  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead! 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  show, 

Which  purges  every  stain  ; 
And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me  till  I  my  strength  of  soul, 

Till  I  thy  love  retrieve  : 
Till  faith  shall  make  my  spirit  whole. 
And  perfect  soundness  give. 

8  For  this  in  steadfast  hope  I  wait, 
Now,  Lord,  my  soul  restore  : 
Now  the  new  heaveaus  and  earth  create. 
And  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

Suffolk.]  HYMN  126.  C.  M.     (Page  271.^ 

1  LET  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sovereign  right  assert ; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

^  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price  ; 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 


FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION.  H3 

*S  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 
Fulfil  our  hearts'  desire  ; 
And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  cause  expire  ! 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign  ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee, 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity. 

Triumph.]  HYMN  127.  L.  M.  (Page  295.) 

1  HOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 

I  want  to  prove  thy  perfect  will : 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 
And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  ; 

Display  thy  glory  from  above  ; 
And  all  I  am  shall  sink  and  die, 
Lost  in  astonishment  and  love  ! 

3  Confound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace  ; 

I  would  be  by  myself  abhorr'cl , 
All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise. 
All  glory  be  to  Christ  my  Lord  I 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height ; 

Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall; 
As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight. 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all! 

Sethel]  HYMN  128.     C.  M.    (Page  279.) 

1  LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
To  all  thy  people  known : 


114  FOR   FULL    REDEMPTION'. 

A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns. 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

•Is  fixt  on  thing^s  above  ; 
Where  pride  and  unbelief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Now  Saviour,  now,  the  power  bestow 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin  ; 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove : 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  would^ 

And  have  thee  all  my  own  ;  ' 
Thee, — O  my  all-sufficient  Good  ! 
I  want, — and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant ! 

This,  only  this  be  given  : 
Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want, 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 

7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

Into  my  soul  descend  ! 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay, 
My  Author  and  my  End  ! 

S  The  bliss  thou  hast  for  me  prepared 
No  longer  be  delay'd  ; 
Come,  my  exceeding  great  Reward, 
For  whom  1  first  was  made. 


FOR    FULL    REDlEMPTION.  115 

9  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode  ! 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God  ! 

Devotio?i.]    HYMN  129.    C.  M.   (Page  280.) 

1  O  JOYFUL  sound  of  Gospel  grace, 

Christ  shall  in  me  appear ; 
I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  face  ; 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 

To  me  reach 'd  out  I  view ; 
Conqu'ror  through  him  I  soon  shall  seize^ 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promis'd  land  from  Pisgah's  top, 

T  now  exult  to  see  ; 
My  hope  is  full,  (O  glorious  hope!) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  visits  now  the  house  of  clay ; 

He  shakes  his  future  home  : 
O  wouldst  thou  Lord  on  this  glad  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come  ! 

5  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art ; 

But  this  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thou  plantest  in  my  heart 
A  constant  paradise. 

6  My  earth  thou  waterest  from  on  high, 

But  make  it  all  a  pool : 
Spring  up,  O  Well,  I  ever  cry, 
Spring  up  within  my  soul  ! 


116  FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION. 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyself  reveal, 
Fill  all  tVis  mighty  void  ; 
Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill : 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God. 

Handall]    HYMN  130.     C.  M.     (Page  281.) 

1  JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live. 

Might  live  to  God  alone  ! 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable  ! 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  to  embrace 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolv'd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself,  from  ev'ry  boast. 

From  ev''ry  wish  set  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  i  cannot  suffice^ 

Unless  thy  self  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Sharon.]  HYMN  131.     S.  M     (Page  306.) 

1       O  COME,  and  dwell  in  me. 
Spirit  of  pow'r  within  : 


FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION.  117 

And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin  1 

'2       Tlys  inward,  dire  disease, 
Spirit  of  health  remove, 
Spirit  ot'finish'd  holiness, 
Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

3  Hasten  the  joyful  day, 
Which  shall  my  sins  consume  ; 

When  old  things  shall  be  done  away. 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  witness.  Lord, 
That  all  I  do  is  right. 

According  to  thy  will  and  word. 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight, 

5  I  ask  no  higher  state, 
Indulge  me  but  in  this  : 

And  sooner  or  later  then  translate^ 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 

Devizes,]     HYMN  132.     C.  M.     (Page  274.^ 
1  MY  God,  I  know,  1  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

^  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand. 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  1  stand. 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  Jesus,  thine  all  victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  i: 


118  FOR  FULL    REDEMPTION. 

Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 

Might  now  begin  to  glow ; 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  falh 

And  all  my  sins  consume  ; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

(3  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 
Illuminate  my  soul ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part. 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

7  Sorrow  and  sin  shall  then  expire, 

When  enter'd  into  rest, 
I  only  live  my  God  t'  admire, 
My  God  forever  blest  ! 

8  My  steadfast  soul  from  falling  free, 

Shall  then  no  longer  move  ; 
But  Christ  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

Forest.]      HYMN    133.    L.  M.    (Page    269. 

1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art> 


I'OIl    FtLL    RLDEMPTIOX.  1  10^ 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  louly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  oft' the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free , 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  1  am  wholly  lost  in  thee, 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 

Thy  liglit  and  easy  burden  prove, 
The  cross  ail  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  :  but  thou  must  give  the  power  ; 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour. 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

G  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer. 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay  : 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear  ; 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  ! 

Alfrdon.]     HYMN  134.  L.  M.     (Page  260.) 

1  COME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above  ! 

Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Empt}^  my  heart  oi  earthly  love. 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  jilacc. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 

And  set  my  longing  spirit  free  ; 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee, 

3  While  in  this  region  here  below. 

No  other  good  will  I  pursue ; 


120  FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION. 

I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show^. 
With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek, 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine, 
Nor  will  1  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul ; 
Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast ; 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

Delacourt,]    HYMN  135.  C.  M.    (Page  291.) 

1  COME,  Lord  and  claim  me  for  thy  own, 

And  reign  thyself  in  me; 
In  my  poor  heart  erect  thy  throne. 
And  make  me  truly  free. 

2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel 

And  pant  for  liberty  ; 
I  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

3  I  hate  my  sins,  no  longer  mine, 

For  I  renounce  them  too  ; 
My  weakness  with  thy  strength  I  join, 
Tliy  strength  shall  all  subdue. 

4  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway. 

And  sitting  at  thy  feet, 


FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION.  I2l- 

Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

5  Thy  love  the  conquest  more  than  gains, 

To  all  1  shall  proclaim, 
Jesus  the  King,  the  conqu'ror  reigns  ; 
Bow  down  to  Jesus'  name.. 

6  To  thee  shall  earth  and  hell  submit, 

And  ev'ry  foe  shall  fall, 
Till  death  expires  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

CdmherweU.]  HYMN  J36.  S.  M.  (Page  261.) 
1       THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 
And  ail  my  soul  renew  : 
My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean. 
And  sanctify'd  by  love  divine, 
For  ever  cease  from  sin. 

3       That  blessed  law  of  thine^^ 
Jesus,  to  me  impart ; 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine 
O  write  it  in  my  heart ! 
Implant  it  deep  within, 
Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3       Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  spotless  sanctity. 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 

My  happy  soul  to  thee.  ■ 


lli'^  FOR    FULL    REDEMI  riON. 

Soul  of  mv  soul  remain, 
Who  dids't  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  wilL 

St.  Peters.]     HYMN  137.  L.  M.  (Page  284.) 

1  AN  inward  baptism  of  pure  fire, 

Wherewith  to  be  baptisM  I  have  ; 
'Tis  all  my  lonpng  soul's  desire  ; 
This,  only  this  my  soul  can  save. 

2  Straitened  I  am  till  this  be  done  ; 

Kindle  in  me  the  living  flame  ; 
Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son  ; 
Baptise  me  into  Jesu's  name. 

3  Transform  my  nature  into  thine, 

Let  aii  my  powers^  thine  imjjress  feel. 
Let  all  my  soul  become  divine. 

And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

4  Love,  mio:hty  love,  my  heart  o'erpower, 

Ah  !  why  dost  thou  so  long  delay  7 
Cut  short  the  work,  bring  near  the  hour. 
And  let  me  see  the  perfect  day. 

5  Behold,  for  thee  I  ever  wait. 

Now  let  in  me  thine  image  shine. 
Now  the  new  heaven  and  earth  create 
And  plant  with  righteousness  divine. 

6  If  with  the  wretched  sons  of  men 

It  still  be  thy  delight  to  live, 
Come,  Lord,  beget  my  soul  again, 
Thyself  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give. 


FOR    FULL   REDEMPTIO.V.  123 

Winter.]   HYMN  133.  C.  M.  "(Page  308.) 
1  WHEN  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 
That  plants  my  God  in  me  ! 
Spirit  of  health,  and  jife,  and  pow'r, 
And  perfect  liberty. 

*2  Love  only  can  the  conquest  win, 
The  strength   of  sin  subdue, 
Come;  O  my  Saviour,  cast  out  sin. 
And  form  my  soul  anew ! 

3  No  longer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn, 
While  sanctify 'd  by  grace, 
I  only  for  his  glory  burn 
And  always  see  his  face. 

SwanwicL]    HYMN  139.  C.  M.     (Page  293) 

1  GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  grace, 

Thy  faithful  promise  seal  ! 
Thy  word,  thy  oath,  to  Abraham's  race, 
In  us,  ev'n  us  fulfil. 

2  Let  us  to  perfect  love  restored, 

Thy  image  here  retrieve : 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
The  life  of  angels  live. 

3  That  mighty  faith  on  me  bestow. 

Which  cannot  ask  in  vain  ; 
Which  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go 
Till  I  my  suit  obtain : 

4  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 

The  perfect  love  unknown  ; 
And  tell  my  infinite  desire, 
*'  Whate'er  thou  wilt  be  done." 


124  J?OR   FULL   REDEMPTKWi 

5  But  is  it  possible  that  I 

Should  live,  and  sin  no  more  ? 
Lord,  if  on  thee  I  dare  rely, 
The  faith  shall  bring  the  power. 

6.  On  me  the  faith  divine  bestow, 

Which  doth  the  mountain  move ; 
And  all  my  spotlfess  life  shall  show, 
The  omnipotence  of  love. 

Jehudijah.]    HYMN  140.    L.  M.    (Page300.v 

1  HE  wills  that  I  should  holy  be, 

That  holiness  1  long  to  feel; 
That  full  divine  conformity 

To  all  my  Saviour's  righteous-  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul, 

Accomplish'd  in  the  change  of  mine  i 
And  plunge  me,  ev'ry  whit  made  whol^ 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  div'ne ! 

3^  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stay'd, 

And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will,. 
The  promise,  by  thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  in  me  fulfil. 

3  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move^ 
Hasten  the  long  expected  hour. 
And  bless,  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

Sl  Peters]   HYMN  141.  L.  M.  (Page  300.) 

X  JESUS,  thy  loving  Spirit  alone. 

Can  lead  me  forth  and  make  me  free ; 
Burst  every  bond  through  which  I  groan^ 
And  set  my  heart  at  liberty. 


FOB    PULL   REDEM1>T10N.  125 

'rl  Nowlettliy  spirit  bring  me  in. 
And  give  thy  servant  to  possess 
The  land  of  rest  from  inbred  sin, 
The  land  of  perfect  holiness. 

-3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  power  the  same, 

The  same  thy  troth  and  grace  endure  ; 
And  in  thy  blessed  hands  I  am, 
And  trust  thee  for  a  perfect  cure. 

4  Cora«,  Saviour,  come,  and  make  meivhol«, 
Entirely  all  my  sins  remove  ! 
To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 
To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 

^CooJcham.]     HYMN  142   P.  M.    (Page  290), 
1  LOVING  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  rae.  Saviour,  what  thou  art. 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart.  , 

'2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise. 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days, 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ  the  holy  child  in  me. 

TriumpJi.-]    HYMN  143.  L.  M.     (Page  307.) 

1  COME,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart. 

And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known  ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  thee  impart ; 
Thy  constant  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  O  let  us  by  thy  cross  abide, 

Thee,  only  thee  resoIv*d  to  know, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  crucifyM^ 
.  A  world  to  save  from  endless  wo. 


126  FOR    FULL    REDEMPTION. 

3  Take  us  into  thy  people's  rest, 

And  we  from  our  own  works  shall  ceasej 
With  thy  meek  spirit  arm  our  breast, 

And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jesus  for  this  we  calmly  wait, 

O  let  our  eyes  behold  thee  near  ! 
Hasten  to  make  our  heav'n  complete, 
Appear,  our  glorious  God,  appear  ! 

Berlin.]  HYMN  144.     L.  M.    (Page  305.) 

1  IF  now  I  have  acceptance  found 

With  thee,  or  favour  in  thy  sight, 
Still  with  thy  grace  and  truth  surround, 
And  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might. 

2  O  may  I  hear  thy  warning  voice. 

And  ti!i»ply  fly  from  danger  near, 
With  rev'ience  unto  thee  rejoice. 
And  love  thee  with  a  filial  fear  ! 

3  Still  hold  my  soul  in  second  life, 

And  suffer  not  my  feet  to  slide : 
Sup  on  me  in  the  glorious  strife, 
And  comfort  me  on  ev'ry  side. 

4  O  pive  me  faith,  and  faith's  increase. 

Finish  the  work  begun  in  me. 
Preserve  my  soul  in  perfect  peace. 
And  let  me  always  rest  on  thee  ! 

5  O  let  thy  gracious  Spirit  guide 

And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land  : 

Where  righteousness  and  peace  reside, 

And  all  submit  to  love's  command  ! 


FOR   FULL  REDEMPTION,  127 

6  A  land  where  milk  an  j  honey  flow, 
And  springs  ol"  pure  dehgUts  arise, 
Deligliis  whicli  I  shall  shortly  know, 
When  1  regain  my  paradise. 

Berlin.]    HYMN  145.    L.  M,    (Page  292.) 

1  WHAT!  never  speak  one  evil  word  1 

Or  rash   or  idle,  or  unkind  ? 
O  how  shall  I,  most  gracious  Lord, 
This  mark  of  true  perfection  find  ? 

2  Thy  sinless  mind  in  me  reveal ; 

Thy  Spirit's  plenitude  impart; 
And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  tell 
Th'  abundance  of  a  loving  heart. 

3  Saviour,  I  long  to  testify 

The  fulness  of  thy  saving  grace: 
O  might  thy  Spirit  the  blood  apply, 
Which  bought  for  me  the  sacred  peace ! 

4  Forgive,  and  make  my  nature  whole  : 

My  mbred  malady  remove  ; 
To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 
To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 

Paradise.]  HYMxN  146.    C.  M.     (Page  297.) 

1  O  JESUS  !  at  thy  feet  we  wait, 

Till  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise'; 
Restor'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 
To  love's  sweet  paradise. 

2  Saviour  from  sin,  we  thee  receire, 

From  all  indwelling  sin 


128  TRtJSTING    IN    GRACE 

Thy  blood  we  steadfastly  believe 
Shall  make  us  throughly  clean. 

3  Since  thou  would'st  have  us  free  fronr  sin, 

And  pure  as  those  above  ; 
Make  '^aste  to  bring  thy  nature  in, 
And  perfect  us  in  Iflve  ! 

4  The  counsel  of  thy  love  fulfil : 

Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 
According  to  ihy  word. 

5  O  that  the  per^ct  grace  were  giv'n, 

Thy  love  difFus'd  abroad  ! 
O  that  our  hearts  were  all  a  heav'n, 
For  ever  fill'd  with  God  ! 


THUSXX27G   IN  GRAC5  AND  PRO- 
VXDBNCE. 


Broomsgrove.]  HYMN  147.  C.  M.  (Page  327.) 

1  MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

My  everlasting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 

And  this  inferior  ck)cl  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys. 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  120 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning;  sun, 

Scatters  his  i"eel)le  hght ; 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  ere  .le  my  noon, 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed, 

Among  the  shades  i  roii,|. 
If  my  Keueemer  biiuws  his  head, 
"lis  mornuig  with  my  soul, 

0  To  thee  we  owe  our  w  ealth,  and  friends 

And  liealih.  and  safe  abode  : 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  r  toy  is  ghtt'ring  wealth. 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  : 
Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  call'd  the  stars  my  own, 
"    Without  thy  graces  and  tliyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  : 
Grant  me  the  visits  ^.-f  tijy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

Luton.]     HYMN  148.     L.  BI.     ^Page  329.^ 

1  HOW  do  tliy  mercies  close  me  round  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ad«)r'd  ; 

1  Hush   n  all  tliinir*  to  abound  ; 

The  servant  is  above  his  Lord ! 


130  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

2  Inur'd  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  suff'rjnff  life  my  Master  led  ; 
The  Son  of  God.  the  S  n  of  man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  To  r  a  plaee  he  hath  prepared 

For  me  uhom  watchful  angels  keep; 
Yea  he  himself  becomes  my  guard  ; 

He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects ;  my  fears  begone  r 

What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move  ! 
Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thy  e  elasting  arms  of  love. 

5  While- thou  art  intimately  nigh, 

Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest  1 
Sin^  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy ; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour*s  breast. 

6  I  rest  bene  nth  th'  Almighty's  shade, 

My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease  ;: 
Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  soul  is  stay'd^ 
Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 

7  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov^st  to  take 

In  time  and  in  eternity ; 
Thou  never,  never  wilt  forsake 

A  helpless  worm  that  trusts  in  thee. 

Brewer,]  HYIMN  149.  L.  M.    (Page  327.) 

1  JESUS  myall  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  ♦  fix  my  h   pes  upon  : 
Fis  track  J  s^e  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  Lim  I  v  iew. 


AND    PROVIDENCE. 


131 


^  The  way  the  hoy  proj)hcts  went, 

The  J-  ad  t-.ai  leads  tVom  bamshiiient: 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 
^       I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mournM  because  i  iV.und  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  bur  :ea  long  has  been, 
Because  I  vvas  not  sav'd  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
1  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  i  hear>;  my  Saviour  say, 

'^  Come  hither,  soul.  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shait  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give. 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

G  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  iear  Saviour  I  have  found, 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  bh^od, 
And  say,  *'  Beuold  the  way  to  God  !" 

New  Sab.]   HYMN  150.    L.  M.    (Page  232.) 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power, 

Thro'  various  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turn'd  aside  the  fatal  hour. 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head  ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  1  see: 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 
d2 


132  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  h)ving  Saviour's  breast  j 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 

But  thou,  O  Christ !  my  wisdom  art : 
I  ever  into  ruin  run. 

But  thou  art  greater  than  ray  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  ms  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 
Bring  me    where  I  my  heaven  may  find 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

6  Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room  : 

Enter,  and  in  me  ever  stay  : 
The  crooked  then  shall  straight  become, 
The  darkness  shall  be  lost  in  day  ! 

Eaton.]     HYMN  151.    L.  M.     (Page  335.) 

1  AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 

Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place, 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear. 

He  hide?  the  brightness  of  his  face  : 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  yine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-trees  droop  and  die. 
The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  133 

The  empty  stall  no  herd  aflbrd, 
And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 

Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear. 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin  is  here  : 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  he  died  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  against  hope, 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim, 
Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jesu's  name  : 
To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh. 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

Ileav.  Jot/.]    HYMN  152.  C.  M.  (Page  338.) 
1  JESUS,  great  shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 
For,  Oh  !  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 

'2  He  comes,  of  heUish  malice  full, 
To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay  ; 
He  seizes  e\^ry  straggling  soul, 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take. 
And  gather  with  thine  arm  ; 


134  TRUSTING    IN    QRACE 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm,         ' 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  pow'r 

While  by  our  Shepherd's  side  ; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  sufier  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  agree  ! 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  !  " 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die  ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky.  •• 

Shirland]    HYMN  153.     S.  M.    (PAr^.E  331.) 
1       GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undismay'd  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  c  unts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head  : 
Thrsugh  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thon  his  time,  so  shall  this  nigbt 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

^Z       Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone  ; 

What  though  thou  rulest  not. 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
rroclaim  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  135' 

4       Leave  to  his  sov'reign  sway 
To  choose  and  to  command : 
So  shait  thou,  wond'ring,  own  his  w^ay, 
How  wise  ;  how  stKing  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 
His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fuUy  he  the  work  hath  wrought 
That  caus'd  thy  needless  Tear. 

4       Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  : 
O  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ; 
Let  us  ill  life,  m  death, 
Thy  steadf^jst  truth  declare  ; 
And  publish  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

Salford.]    HYMN  154.  C.  M.    (Page  326.) 

1  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above ; 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean^ 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 


136  TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 

4  He'll  never  qucch  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  tibtain  clehv'ring  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

Truro.]   HYMN  155.     L.  M.    (Page  336.) 

1  PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'sc  not  fear  ! 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near  : 

Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed- thee  still, 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  (uercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry  ; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim, 
"Ask  and  receive  in  Jesu's  name." 

3  His  stores  are  open  all,  and  free 
To  such  as -truly  uprioht  he  ; 
Water  and  ''read  he'll  give  for  food, 
With  all  things  else  which  he  sees  good. 

4  Your  sacred  hairs  which  are  so  small, 
By  God  himself  are  number'd  all  ; 
This  truth  he's  publish'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 

And  sends  them  food  as  they  have  need  ; 
Although  they  nothmg  have  in  store, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  137 

G  Then  do  not  seek  with  anxious  care, 
Wliat  ye  shall  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear, 
Your  heavenly  Father  will  you  feed; 
He  knows  that  all  these  things  you  need. 

7  Without  reserve  ^ive  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart  ; 
Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  ffive  ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

8  Thus  shall  the  soul  he  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
Mav  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 

Bramcoat.]  HYMN  156.  L.  M.  (Page  341.) 

1  THOTT  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ! 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace: 
O  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine  ! 

2  With  fraudless,  even,  humble  mind. 

Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  see  ! 
In  love  be  ev'ry  wish  resigned, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails, 

With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast ; 
When  arief  my  wounded  soul  assails, 
In  lowly  meekness  may  I  rest. 

4  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 

Howe'er  life's  various  current  flow; 
With  steadfast  eye  mark  ev'ry  step, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 


138 


TRUSTING    IN    GRACE 


5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  hast  won  ; 

Alone  thou  hast  the  wine-press  trod ; 
In  me  thy  strength'ning  grace  be  shown, 
O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood  ! 

6  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  shalt  stand, 

And  all  heav'n's  hosts  adore  their  King, 
Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand. 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glorious  sign. 

Portugal]  HYMN  157.     L.  M.    (Page  342.) 

1  ETERNAL  Beam  of  Light  divine, 

Fountain  of  unexhausted  love; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 

Thro'  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above. 

2  Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest, 

Give  me  th}'  easy  yoke  to  bear ; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 

Prepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  skill , 
Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be. 
Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

4  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  be  gone  ; 
And  grief,  and  fear, and  care,  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace ;" 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  »'  Be  still ;" 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sov'reign  will. 


AND    PROVIDENCE.  139 

6  O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting?     Where  now 
Thy  boasted  victory,  O  s^rave? 
Who  shall  contend  with  God?  or  who 
Can  hurt  whom  God  delights  to  save? 

Gorham.]     PIYMN    158.  P.  M.  (Page   337:J 

1  COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel : 
Awhile  forget  your  grief  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  &paca, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints,  secure  above ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies. 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure  ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss-inspiring  hope, 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up ; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last. 

Triumphant  with  our  head. 

'd  That  great  mysterious  Deity  ; 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see 


140  TRUSTING   IN    GRACE,    &,C. 

The  beatific  sig^ht ; 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  praise.. 
And  wide  difliise  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 

0  The  Father,  shining  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious  coeternal  Son, 

The  Spirit  One  aAd  seven, 
Conspire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo  !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  silence  heightens  heaven 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross, 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall. 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravish'd  soirits  fill, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

TownJtead.]  HYMN  159.  P.M.  (Page  328.) 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing  ; 

Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  travMlinir  home  to  God, 
In  the  wav  our  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  haopy  now.  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

0  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made: 
TJs  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  »oul8  becomes. 


OHRISTTAN  WARFARE. 

4  Pear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stani 
On  the  borders  of  our  land  ; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  usundisniay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Oiadly  leaving  all  below  : 
Only  thou  our  leader  be. 
And  we  stiii  will  jbllow  thee ! 


ui 


ceristza:^7  warfare. 


ralcon-St.]  HYMN  160.  S.  M,  (Page  344.) 

1  SOLDIE  iS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armour  on. 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplier 

Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 

Strong  in  the  Lor  J  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power. 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endu'ti ; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  : 

That  having  all  things  done. 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercorne,  through  Christ  aldne> 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

3  Stand,  then,  a^rainst  your  foes. 
In  close  and  firm  array ; 


142  fcHRISTIAN    WARFARE. 


Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppose 

Thronchout  the  evil  day: 

Br.t  n»<  et  the  sons  of  night, 

But  ipru'k  their  vain  desig-n, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light, 

Of  righteousness  divine. 

4       Leave  no  unguarded  p^ace, 

No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 
Take  every  virtue,  every  grace, 

And  fortify  the  whole  : 

Indissolubly  joined, 

To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind 

That  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 

Watchman,]   HYMN  161.    S.  M.   (Page  347.) 

1  HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry  ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound; 

Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  surround  ; 

Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arnis  and  hearts  prepare  ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  ! 

Go  forth  to  glorious  war ! 

2  See,  on  the  mountain-top, 
The  standard  of  your  God  ! 

In  Jesu's  name  I  lift  it  up, 

All  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 

His  standard-bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call  : 
Let  all  to  Jesu's  cross  draw  nigh ; 

He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 


CaRISTIANT    WARFARE.  143 

^      Go  un  with  Christ  your  Head, 
Your  Ca|jtain's  footsteps  see  ; 
Foilow  your  Captain,  and  be  left 
To  certain  victory. 
All  pow'r  to  him  is  giv'n 
He  ever  reigns  the  same 
Salvation,  ha  piness   and  heav'n, 
Are  all  in  Jesu's  name. 

4       Only  have  faith  in  God  : 
In  faith  your  foes  assail  : 
Not  wresthn^r  against  flesh  and  blood, 
But  all  the  powers  of  hell  : 
From  thrones  of  glory  driv'n, 
By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heav'n, 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

Randall.]  HYMN  162.  C.  M.  (Page  349.) 
1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage  ; 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd. 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come. 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  r'ach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 


E5^ 


144  CHRISTIAN    WARFARE. 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Durham.]  HYMN  163.  S.  M.  (Page  349.) 
1       EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 

And  teach  my  hands  to  fight, 
My  simple,  u[)right  heart  j)repare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

3       Control  my  ev'ry  thought ; 
My  whole  of  sin  remove  ; 
Let  ail  niy  works  m  thee  be  wrought ; 
Let  ail  be  wrought  iu  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 
Meek  Lamb,  that  was  m  thee  ! 

And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joiu'd 
With  pOi  tect  chanty. 

4  With  calm  and  temper'd  zeal, 
Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 

And  vindicattj  tiiy  gracuus  will. 
Which  oilers  hie  tu  ail. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  tiiee  ! 
In  vli  thy  ioolsteps  iread  ! 

Thou  hate^5t  ail  iniquity, 

But  not  ill  rig  thou  huct  made. 

6  O  may  1  learn  the  ait, 

\\  ith  m.  ekncijS  to  reprove  ! 
To  hate  the  sin  with  ali  my  heart, 
But  stili  the  smaer  love. 

Wells,]    HYM.N   164.     L.  M.    (Page  356.) 
1   FONDLY  my  foolith  he.irt  essays 

T'  augment  the  source  of  perfect  bliss, 


CHRISTIAN  WARFARE.  146 

Love's  all-sufficient  sea  to  raise, 
With  drops  of  creature-happiness. 

2  O  love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart ; 

And  guard  the  giit  tliyself  hast  given  : 
My  portion,  Thou,  my  treasure  art. 
My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share  ; 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  he, 

The  idol  from  my  breast  I'll  tear, 

Resolv'd  to  seek  my  ail  in  thee. 

4  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 

Too  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore  ; 
Gladly  1  all  to  thee  resign  ; 

Give  me  thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 


OX^RISTZAN  r£:2.I.O\f/SIXXP. 


Rochdale.]  HYMN    165.    P.  M.    (Page  370.) 

1  EXCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan. 
The  best  concerted  schemes  are  vain. 

And  never  can  succeed  ; 
We  spend  our  wretched  strength  for  nought, 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  are  wrought. 
They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim  ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  wow  intend, 


146  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP, 

O  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 
Complete  in  Jesu's  name  I 

3  In  Jesu's  name  behold  we  meet. 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  irantic  ways  ; 
One  only  thing  resolv'd  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below. 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 

• 

4  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell* 
Not  in  the  dark  monastic  cell, 

By  vows  and  grates  confin'd  ; 
Freely  to  all  ourselves  we  give  ; 
Constrain'd  by  Jesu's  love  to  live 

The  servants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jesus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will  ! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rising  church  and  placCj 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  * 

0  let  our  lives  to  all  around 
With  purest  lustre  shine  : 

That  all  around  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 
The  heavenly  light  divine  ! 

Hippon.]  HYMN  166,     S.  M     (Page  356.) 

1  AND  are  we  yet  alive, 

And  eee  each  other's  face  ? 


eimrsTiAN  fellowship.  117 

Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give 

For  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

Preserv'd  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesu's  praise  we  join, 

And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen ! 

W  hat  coniiicts  have  we  past !  ' 

Fightings  without,  and  fears  w^ithin, 

.Since  we  assembled  last  ; 

But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  all  his  love  ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  atFord, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 
Of  his  redeeming  pow'r, 

Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 

Till  we  can  sm  no  more  : 

Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 

So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

A7inapolis.]    HYMN  167.  C.  M.     (Page  360.) 

i  TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sin.ul  heart: 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 
Leave  us  not  comfortless ; 
But  guide  our  f^et  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 


148  CHRISTIAN     FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

lach  others  cross  we  bear ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford. 

And  feel  his  biotlier's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up. 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  *>iir  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  hving  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  thinj-s  gv  w  ; 
Till  thou  hast  m.s«ie  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6»  Then  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought^ 
Receive  thy  ready  bride; 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctify 'd. 

Mt.  Pleasant.]  HVMN  168.  G.  M.  (Pack  368.) 

2  JKSTT8.  united  by  thy  srrace, 

And  each  to  each  endear'd 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

4J  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

\nd  bear  thine  easy  yoke  ; 

A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord. 

Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 

Ba]»tise  into  thy  Name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think. 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 


OBEISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP  149 

4  ToachM  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree  ; 
And  ever  towards  each  other  move. 
And  ever  move  tow'rds  fhee. 

5  To  thee  inseparably  join'd, 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  ; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  rnind 

That  was  in  thee  receive  ! 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfectness, 

The  spotless  charity ; 
O  let  us,  (still  we  pray)  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee  ! 

7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove: 
Our  souls  the  chansfe  shall  scarcely  know 
Made  perfect  first  in  love.  ^ 

^  With  ease  our  souls  thro'  death  shall  glide 
Into  their  paradise : 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride, 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

9  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  giv'n, 
The  same  delight  we  prove, 
In  earth,  in  paradise^  in  heav'n, 
Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

aarendon.]   HYMN  169.    C.  M.  (Page  369.) 

1  COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine^ 
And  all  with  one  accord. 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Onrselres  to  Chriat  the  hord* 


150  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jesu's  power, 

His  name  to  jjlori fy  ; 
And  promise  in  this  sacred  hour 
For  God  to  hve  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nant  we  this  moment  make 

Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

Who  hears  our  solemn  vow  ; 
And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now  ! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Let  all  our  hearts  receive ; 

Present  with  the  celestial  host, 

The  peaceful  answer  give. 

6  To  each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply. 

Which  takes  our  sins  away  ; 
And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

Ml  Tabor.]  HYMN  J 70.  C.  M.  (Page  373.) 

1  BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

That  will  not  let  us  part. 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go; 
And  still  in  Jesu's  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 


CARISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP.  151 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucify 'd  ! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  belov'd  embrace  ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  i:eceive  ; 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place. 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day. 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore  : 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

Durham.]     HYMN  171.     S.  M.  (Page  377.) 

1  AND  let  our  bodies  part. 
To  different  climes  repair ; 

Inseparably  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are  ! 

2  Jesus,  the  corner-stone. 
Did  first  our  hearts  unite  ! 

And  still  he  keeps  our  spirits  one, 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 

3  O  let  us  still  proceed 
In  Jesu's  work  below  ; 

And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquests  go. 


\o'2  CHRISTIAN   PELLOWSHtP* 

4  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  lab'rers  lies  : 

And  lo  1  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies ! 

5  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 
Continually  ascend  ; 

That  heaven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labours  end  ! 

6  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
Our  sufF'ring  and  our  pain  ; 

Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Shall  never  part  again. 

7  O  happy,  happy  place, 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 

There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face. 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

8  The  church  of  the  first-born, 
We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 

And  crown'd  with  endless  joy,  returR 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

9  With  joy  we  shall  behold 
In  yonder  blest  abode. 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  saints  of  God. 

10  Abrah'm  and  Isaac,  there, 
And  .T'lcob  shall  receive 

The  fUl'vycrs  of  their  faith  and  prayei', 
Who  no  IV  in  bodies  live. 

11  We  shall  6ur  time  beneath 
Live  out  in  cheerful  hope, 


CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP.  153 

And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  deaths 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 

13       To  gather  home  his  own, 
God  shall  his  angels  send. 
And  bid  our  bliss,  i»n  earth  begun. 
In  deathless  triumphs  end. 

lownhead.]    HYMN  172    P.  M.  (Page  3G4.) 

1  JESUS,  lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  : 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace  : 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove  ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here* 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek  m  thought  and  word. 
Altogether  like  our  Lord., 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  >  urden  bear  : 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride^ 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express. 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
T©  thy  family  above  ; 


154  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP. 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

Melody.]  HYMN  173.  C.  M.     (Page  389.) 

1  GIVER  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace, 

Meek  Lamb-like  Son  of  God, 
Bid  our  unruly  passions  cease, 
By  thy  atoning  blood. 

2  Rebuke  our  rage,  our  passions  chide, 

Our  stubborn  wills  control, 
Beat  down  our  wrath,  root  out  our  pride, 
And  calm  our  troubled  soul. 

3  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind, 

Its  enmity  destroy. 
With  cords  of  love  our  spirits  bind. 
And  melt  us  into  joy. 

4  Us  into  closest  union  draw. 

And  in  our  inward  parts 
Let  kindness  sweetly  write  her  law, 
And  love  command  our  hearts. 

5  Saviour,  look  down  whh  pitying  eyes, 

Our  jarring  wills  control. 
Let  cordial,  kind  affections  rise, 
And  harmonize  the  soul. 


6  O  let  us  find  the  ancient  way 
Our  wond'ring  foes  to  move. 
And  force  the  heathen  world  to  say, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love!" 


*\ 


Harmony.]  HYMN  174.  P.  M.  (Page  371.) 

I  ALL  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  to 
meet  : 
His  Inve  we  proclaim,  his  praises  repeat : 
We  own  him  our  Jesus,  continually  near^ 
To  pardon  and  bless  us,  and  perlect  us  here. 

^  In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  power, 
Preserv'd   by  his  grace  throughout  the  dark 

hour : 
In  all  our  temptations  he  keeps  us  to  prove 
His  utmost  salvation,  his  fulness  ot'love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free  ; 
Ah  !  hast  thou  not,  Lord,  a  blessing  forme  1 
The  peace  thou  hast  given,  this  moment  im- 
part. 
And  opeui  thy  heaven,  O  Lore,  in  my  heart. 

Rochester.]    HYMN  175.    C.  M.    (Page  372.) 

1  SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 

The  promis'd  blessing  give  ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee. 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd; 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word. 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here. 

Bat,  O!  thyself  reveal ! 
Son  of  the  living  God,  appear  I 
Let  us  thy  presence  fee!. 


1-56  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day, 
And  these  dry  bones  shall  live  ; 
Speak  peace  unto  our  hearts  and  say, 
'•  The  Holy  Ghost  receive. 

3  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  we  meet ! 
Jesus,  the  Crucify'd  ; 
Show  US  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive ! 
Speak,  and  the  tokens  show, 
"  O  be  not  faithless,  but  believe, 
"  In  Me,  who  died  for  you  !" 

Peterborough.]  HYMN  176.  C.  M.  (Page  375.) 

1  God  of  all  consolation,  take 

The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  gifts  to  thee  we  render  back 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Thro'  thee  we  now  together  came 

In  singleness  of  heart ; 
We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name  ; 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

3  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind  ; 

Our  minds  continue  one  : 
And  each  to  each,  in  Jesus  join'd, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul ; 

No  power  can  make  us  twain  ; 
And  mountains  rise  and  oceans  roll, 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 


CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP.  ]57 

5  Present  we  still  in  spirit  are, 

And  intimately  nigh  ; 
While  on  the  wings  ot  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

6  In  Jesus  Christ  together  we 

In  heavenly  places  sit : 
Cloth'd  with  the  sun,  we  smile  to  see 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

7  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God  ! 

Our  Life  shall  soon  appear, 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
On  all  his  members  here. 

8  The  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 

In  a  vile  house  of  clay  ; 
But  He  shall  to  the  utmost  save, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

9  Our  souls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 

And  he  shall  keep  them  still ; 
And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 
With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 

10  Him  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  see, 
Our  face  like  his  shall  shine  : 
O  what  a  glorious  company, 
When  saints  and  angels  join. 

no  what  a  joyful  meeting  there  ! 
In  robes  of  white  array'd  : 
Palms  in  our  hands. we  all  shall  bear. 
And  crowns  upon  our  head. 


158  PASTORAL. 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 

And  fight  our  passage  through  : 
Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  en&y 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

13  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 

When  all  shall  be  brought  home  • 
Come,  O  Redeemer,  come  away ! 
O  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 


PASTORAL. 


2'hatcher.]     HYMN  177.    S.  M.  (Page.  396.) 

1  LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servants'  cry  ; 

Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 
Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  ; 

The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great. 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3^      Convert,  and  send  forth  more 
Into  thy  church  abroad, 
And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power. 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4      Give  the  pure  Gospel-word, 
The  word  of  general  grace  ; 
Then  let  them  preach  the  common  Lord, 
Saviowr  of  human  rac^. 


PASTORAL.  159 

5       O  let  them  spread  thy  name, 
Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 
Thine  all-redeeming  love  ! 

Breioer.]    HYMN  178.     L.  M.  (Page  398  ) 

1  FATHER,  if  justly  still  we  claim, 

To  us  and  ours  the  promise  made, 
To  us  be  graciously  the  same, 

And  crown  with  living  tire  our  head 

2  Our  claim  admit  and  from  above, 

Of  holiness  the  spiiit  shower, 
Of  wise  discernment,  humble  love, 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

3  The  spirit  of  convincing  speech. 

Of  power  demonstrative  impart : 

Such  as  may  every  conscience  reach, 

And  sound  the  unbelieving  heart. 

4  The  Spirit  of  refining  fire. 

Searching  the  inmost  of  the  mind, 
To  purge  all  fierce  and  fouJ  desire, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind. 

5  The  Spirit  of  faith  in  this  thy  day, 

To  break  the  power  of  canceil'd  sin  ; 

Tread  down  its  strength,  o'ertum  its  sway. 

And  still  the  conquest  more  than  win. 

Q  The  Spirit  breathe  of  inward  life, 

Which  in  our  hearts  tHy  law  may  write  ; 
Then  grief  expires,  and  pam  and  strife  ; 
'Tis  nature  all,  and  all  delight. 


1()0  PASTORAL. 

Luton.]     HYMN  179.     L.  M.  (Page  39^) 

X  COMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord, 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 

And  cheer  them  by  the  Gospel  word. 

^  Go  into  every  nation,  g^o. 

Speak  to  their  trembling  heart  and  cry. 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show  : 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

ark  in  the  wilderness  a  ery, 
A  voice  that  loudly  calls.  Prepare ; 
Prepare  your  hearts  for  God  is  nigh, 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  I 

4  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come; 
Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey  t 
Op'n  your  hearts  to  make  him  room ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  the  way. 

di  Tlie  Lord  shall  cheer  his  way  through  all : 
Whatever  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain  ; 
The  vale  shall  rise  the  mountain  fall. 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  rugged  plain^ 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  display'd 
Shall  all  mankind  together  view, 
And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said. 
His  own  almighty  hand  shall  do. 

Burslcm.]    HYxMN  180.  L.  M.  (Page  400.) 

I  HIGH  on  his  everlasting  throne, 

The  King  of  saints  his  work  surveys^ 


PASTORAL.  161 

Harks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own, 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

^  He  rests  well  pleased  their  toils  to  see  ^ 
Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move  ; 
"With  all  their  heart  and  strenu^th  agree 
In  the  sweet  labour  of  his  love. 

"3  See  where  the  servants  of  the  Lord, 
A  busy  multitude,  appear  ; 
For  Jesus  day  and  night  employed, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear* 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  hearts  contrains, 

And  strengthens  their  unwearied  hands  ; 
They  spend  their  sweat,  and  blood,  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  Jmmanuers  lands. 

5  Jesus  their  toil  delighted  sees, 

Their  industry  vouchsafes  to  crown  : 
He  kindly  gives  the  wish'd  increase, 
And  sends  the  promis'd  blessing  dowjj. 

^  The  sap  of  life,  the  Spirit's  powers, 
He  rains  incessant  from  above; 
He  all  his  gracious  fulness  showers 
To  perfect  their  great  work  of  love. 

7  O  multiply  thy  sower's  seed, 

And  fruit  they  every  hour  shall  bear; 
Throujfhout  the  world  thy  Gospel  spreai^i, 
Thine  everlasting  truth  declare  ! 

8  We  then,  in  perfect  love  renew'd, 

Shall  know  the  greatness  of  thy  power, 


163  PASTORAL. 

Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more. 

Parvus.']     HYMN    181.  L.  M.      (Page  401.) 
1  DRAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near, 
Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold  ; 
Still  in  thy  church  vouchsafe  t'  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

3  Still  hold  the  stars  in  thy  right-hand, 
And  let  them  in  thy  lustre  glow, 
The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  church  below. 

3  Make  good  th#ir  apostolic  boast. 

Their  high  commission  let  them  prove. 
Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

And  fill'd  with  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove, 

Sprinkle  them,  Lord,  from  sin  and  fear; 
Fix  their  affections  all  above, 

And  lay  up  all  their  tieasures  there. 

5  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word  ; 

Thou  speakest  to  the  churches  now  : 
And  let  all  tongues  confess  their  Lord, 
Let  every  knee  to  Jesus  bow. 

Warrington.]  HYMN  182.  L.  M.  (Page  402.) 

1  SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry  : 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures,  or  its  praise  ? 


PASTORAL.  1(33 

■:2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men  ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name, 
No  cross  I  shun,  •  fear  no  shame  ; 

All  hail  reproach  and  welcome  pain  ; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood  I  here  present, 
IF  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  speiit. 
Fulfil  thy  sovereign  counsel.  Lord  ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  ador'd  ! 

5  Give  me  thy  strenjrth,  O  God  of  powV  : 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  L-e  : 

'Tis  fixt ;  1  -can  do  all  through  thee. 

3It  Pleasant.]  HYMN  183.  C.  M.  (Page  40a) 

1  JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 

In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  ! 
Annrels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  Name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  Name  to  sinners  given  ! 
It  scatters  all  their  guilt°and  fear; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

'3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks 
And  bruises  Satan's  head  • 
Power  into  strenuti.less  soul's  it  spcak^ 
And  life  into  the^  d«ad. 


164  PASTORAL. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 

The  riches  of  his  grace  ; 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 

His  savina^  truth  proclaim  : 
'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,"-'  Behold  the  Lamb  !" 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

I  mav  but  srasp  his  Name  ! 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"Behold,  behold  the  lamb  !" 

Melody,]  HYMN  184.     C.  M.  (Page  406. 

1  .TESTES,  my  strenffth  and  righteousness. 
My  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Triumphantly  thy  name  \  bl^^ss. 
Thy  conqu'ring  name  !  sing. 

3  Thou  Lord,  hast  magnify'd  thy  name, 
Thou  hast  maintain'd  thy  cause, 
And  I  enjoy  the  glr)rious  shame, 
The  scandal  of  thy  cross. 

3  Thou  gavest  me  to  speak  thy  wofd. 

In  the  apnonted  hour; 
I  have  proclaim'd  my  dying  Lord, 
And  felt  thy  Spirit's  pow'r. 

4  Superior  to  my  foes  I  stood, 

Ab'»ve  their  smile  or  frown: 

On  all  the  stranjrers  to  thy  blood 

With  pitying  love  look  down. 


PASTORAL.  i6« 

5  O  let  me  have  thy  presence  still, 
Set  as  a  flint  my  face, 
To  show  the  counsel  of  thy  will, 
Which  saves  a  world  by  grace  ! 

Q  O  let  me  never  blush  to  own 
The  gjlorious  Gospel-word  ; 
Which  saves  a  world  through  faith  alone 
Faith  in  a  dying  Lord  ! 

Egypt.]  HYMN  185.  S.  M.  (Page  407.) 

1  "I  THE  good  fight  have  fought," 

0  when  shall  I  declare  ! 
The  vict'ry  by  my  Saviour  got, 

1  long  with  Paul  to  share. 

2  O  may  I  triumph  so, 
When  all  my  warfare's  past; 

And  dying,  find  my  latest  ioe 
Under  my  feet  at  last ! 

3  This  blessed  word  be  mine. 
Just  as  the  port  is  gaiii'd  ; 

"  Kept  by  the  pow'r  of  grace  divine, 
I  have  the  faith  maintain'd." 

4  Th'  apostles  of  my  Lord, 
To  whom  it  first  was  giv'n 

They  could  not  speak  a  greater  word,     . 
Nor  all  the  saints  in  heaven. 


i6G  ON    THE  SPREAD 

ON  TBS  SPREAD  OF  THE  aoSPEZ.. 


IlamiUon]    HYMN  186.  L.  M.    (Page  41 G.)' 

1  JESUS  shall  reigh  where'er  the  sun, 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homa^^e  at  his  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord^ 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim. 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

Ascension.}    HYMN  187.  C.  M.    (Page  420.) 

1  FATHER  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above  ; 

Let  ev'ry  understanding  mind 

Unite  to  praise  thy  love  1 

2  'o  know  thy  nature  and  thy  name.. 

One  God  in  persons  Three  ; 
And  glorify  the  great  I  AM, 
Through  all  eternity. 


OP   THE  GOSPEL.  167 

3  Thy  kingdom  come  with  pow'r  and  grace, 

To  ev'ry  heart  of  man  : 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousnees, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

4  Thy  righteousness  our  sins  keep  down, 

'i  hy  ptace  our  passions  bind; 
An  :  let  us,    n  ti^y  joy  ui.known, 
The  first  dominion  find. 

5  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

Bui  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
into  our  souis  bring  in. 

6  The  kingdom  of  esrablish'd  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  reniove  ; 
The  perfect  pow'r  (»f  godliness, 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 

Warrington.]  HYMN  188.  L.  M.  (Page  417.) 

1  ARM  ofthe  f^ord,  awake,  awake! 

Thine  own  immortal  strength  put  on  f 
With  terror  cloth'd,  hell's  kingdom  shake, 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down^ 

2  As  in  the  ancient  days  appear  ; 

The  sacred  annals  speak  thy  fame ; 
Be  now  omnipotently  near. 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursu'd  in  vain. 

To  thee  the  ransom'd  seed  shall  come 
Shouting,  their  heav'nly  Zion  gain, 
And  pass  through  death  triumphant  home. 
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168  CHRISTMAS. 

4  The  pain  of  life  sliali  then  be  o'er, 

J'he  anguish  and  distracting  care  ; 
Their  sighing  gi  lef  shall  weep  no  more, 
\nd  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Where  pure  essential  }  y  is  found. 

The  Lord's  redeem'd  their  heads  shall  raise, 
With  everlasting  gladness  crown'd 

And  fill  d  with  love,  and  lost  in  praise. 


C2£HZ>i»IAS. 


Dursky.]    HYMN  189.    S.  M.  (Page  422.) 

1  FATHER,  our  hearts  we  hit 
Up  to  thy  gracious  throne, 

And  thank  thee  for  th  precious  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son! 

The  gift  un.<i)eakable 

We  thahk!uily  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodness  tell, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Jesus,  the  holy  Child, 
Doth  by  his  birth  declare, 

That  God  and  man  are  reconciled 

And  one  in  him  we  are, 

Salvation  through  his  name 

To  all  mankind  is  given, 
And  loud  his  infant  cries  proclaim 

A  peace  twixt  ea-th  and  heaven. 

3  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  shall  end  : 


CHRISTMAS.  1^9 

The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings 
JL»eclares  hiinselt  our  1  riend  ; 
Assumes  am  liesh  auci  bi<jod, 
Ihat  ue  his  grace  may  gain  : 

The  evei lasting  Sou  oi  God, 
The  mortal  Son  ol  man. 

4  His  kingdom  fr<  m  above 
He  doth  to  us  impart, 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love 

O'erttovv  the  faithful  heart : 

Chiing'd  in  a  mor  lent,  we 

The  sweet  attraction  find. 
Wit.:  open  arms  of  charity 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

5  O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  meetly  in  his  cpjrit  live  ! 

And  in  his  love  increase  ! 

Tin  he  ci.nvey  us  home, 

Cry  ev'ry  soul  aloud, 
Come  liiou  Desire  of  nations,  come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God  ! 

Delacourt.]  HYMN  190.    C.  M.   (Page  427.) 

1  MOkTALS  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  ,(>ve  and  gratitude  combine 

To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  begaDj 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  ai)  the  shining  legions  ran. 
And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 


170  NEW   YEAR. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

Ai)'  lond  ilie  echo    uli'u  ; 
The  theme,  the  »oug,  the  joy  was  new^ 
••Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th' impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  Hew  with  eage**  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

'  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
Good  vvdl  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesus  was  born  to  die  " 
« 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer.  Brother,  Friend  ! 
Though  earth,  and  time, and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

7  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good  wiil  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 


KEW   Y^AR. 


Florida.-]    HYMN  191.  C.  M.    (Pacie  430. 

I  SING  to  the  ffreat  Jehovah's  praise  ! 
Al!  praise  to  him  belongs. 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 
Bemands  our  choicest  son^s : 


NEW    YEAR.  37JL 

His  providence  hath  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year ; 
AVe  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new 

Before  our  God  appear. 

•2  Father,  thy  mercies  past  we  own, 

Thy  still  continued  care  : 
To  thee  presenting,  through  thy  Son^ 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are  : 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  gladly  show 

The  Wonders  of  thy  love. 
While  on  in  Jesu's  steps  we  go 

To  seek  thy  face  above. 

3  Our  residue  of  days  or  h'  urs, 

Thine  wholly  thine  shall  be  ; 
And  all  our  consecrated  powers, 

A  sacrifice  to  thee  ; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear, 

To  saints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  sabbatic  year, 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 

KingsivortL]  HYMN  192.  P.  M .  (Page  429.-> 
1       THE  Lord  of  earth  and  sky. 
The  God  of  ages  praise  ! 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endless  days! 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  here. 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

•2       Barren  and  withered  trees. 

We  cumber'd  long  the  ground  i 
No  fruit  of  holiness 

On  otir  dead  souls  was  found ; 


172  NEW    YEAR 

Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare, 
Another  and  another  year. 

3  When  justice  bar'd  the  sword, 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Cried^,  ''  Let  it  still  alone  !" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year, 

4  Jesus,  thy  speaking  blood, 

From  God  obtain'd  the  grace ; 
Who  therefore  hath  bestow'd 

On  us  a  longer  space  ; 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo  !  we  see  another  year ! 

5  Then  dig  about  the  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground. 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 

To  thy  great  praise  abound ; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 


FAIKCXI.?  WORSHIP. 


Wormley.]  HYMN  193.  S.  M.  (Page  432.) 

1       WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day-star  from  on  high, 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 


FAMILY    WORSHIP.  173 

2  Let  thy  orient  beams 
The  night  of  sin  disperse, 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice, 
Which  shade  the  universe  ! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 
How  dark  and  sad  before  ! 

With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 
Pollute  the  rising  day  ; 

Or  Jesu's  blood,  like  evening  dew 
Wash  all  its  stains  away  ! 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  past : 

And  live  this  short  -evolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  spirit  one  in  three, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  for  ever  be. 

Guernsey.]     HYMN  194.  C.  M.    (Pa«b  434.)     ' 

1  ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
Tf'  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Niffht  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  : 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 


174  FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

3  'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  [  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasmg  night. 

Devotion.]    HYMN    195.  C.  M.     (Page  435.) 

1  LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 

I  am  for  ever  thine  : 
I  fear  be 'ore  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  wbile  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'ness  free, 

*Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

AVith  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  shunbers  keep. 

Wormlc?/.]   HYMN  196.     S.  BI.  (Page  436.)  *" 

1       SEE  how  the  morning  sun, 
l^ursues  his  shining  wav  ; 


FAMILY    WORLirip.  17.^ 

AikI  Wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  evVy  bri^ht'ning  ray. 

3       Thus  would  my  risinij  soul ; 
Tts  heav'nly  Parent  sing; 
An  to  its  orreat  Ori^jinal, 
The  humble  tribute  brinff. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  ffuardian  care : 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke  and  found. 
My  kind  Preserver  near  ! 

4  My  life  I  would  anew, 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

Pettrshurgh.']  HYMN  197.  L.  M.  (Page  437.) 

1  MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  ab;>ve, 
Gently  descend  like  early  Agw. 

"2  Thou  spread'st  tlie  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  rny  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light ; 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

^  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand, 
Bemaud  perpetual  songs  of  prai5e. 

H 


176  FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

Florida.]    HYMN  198.   C.  M.    (Page  438.) 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day  ; 

Unfold  thy  drowsy  eyes, 
And  hurst  the  ponderous  chain  that  loads 
Thine  active  faculties. 

Ili  God's  guardian  shield  was  round  me  spread, 
In  my  defenceless  sleep  : 
Let  him  have  all  my  waking  hours 
Who  doth  my  slumbers  keep. 

2  Pardon,  O  God,  my  former  sloth, 

ind  arm  my  soul  with  grace; 
As  rising  now,  I  seal  my  vows 
To  prosecute  thy  ways. 

4  Bright  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 
Thy  radient  beams  display, 
And  guide  my  dark  bewildefd  soul, 
To  everlasting  day. 

A  disham.]  HYMN  199.    L.  M.    (Page  440.) 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on. 

Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolonjrs  my  days, 
And  ev'ry  evening  shall  make  known, 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 


FOR   THE    SABBATH.  177 

While  well-appointed  angels  keep, 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb> 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


FOR  THE  SABBATH. 


I^etersburgL]  HYMN  200.  L.  M.  (Page  458.) 

I  RETURN,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blest, 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sab-ath  is  begun. 

3  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns, 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  a  blest  t'oretaste  of  heav'n, 

On  this  day  more  than  all  the  sev'n. 

S  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 
And  draw  from  Chiist  that  sweet  repose, 
AVhich  none  but  h^  that  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  blest  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Cliurch  of  God  remains^ 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  uf  pains. 

B,  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  scan, 
Creation's  seeae,  redemption's  plan, 


178  FOR    THE    SABBATH. 

With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  deities  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts  f?ass  away ; 
H<jw  sweet !  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

Bcrstead.]     HYMN  201.  P.  M.  (Page   459. 

1  THE  Saviour  meets  ius  flock  ta-tiay, 

Shall  I  in  sloth  abide  at  home  ? 
Shall  1  behind  th«  pe-ople  stay  ? 

When  Jesus  kindly  bids  me  come, 
I'll  go;  it  is  a  place  of  prayer, 
In  hope  that  God  may  meet  lae  there. 

2  How  long  did  faithful  Hannah  wait, 

And  serv'd  the  Lord  for  many  years, 
Attendintf  at  the  temple  gate, 

With  fasting,  and  with  many  tears  1 
She  seldom  left  the  house  of  pray  V. 
Till  God  was  pjeas'd  to  meet  her  there. 

3  Then  oh!  ray  Lord,  give  me  the  powV  ; 

And  like  the  saints   I'll  watch  for  thee 
In  earnest  wait  the  joyful  hour, 

When  thou  ^halt  be  reveal'd  in  me  : 
Now  give  the  justifying  grace^ 
And  sav'd  from  sin,  show  me  thy  face. 

4  Heraorei  temptation.  O  my  Lord  ; 
''nd  let  mine  enemies  be  slain, 

W'hich  would  withdraw  me  from  thy  word 

And  plunge  me  in  the  world  again  : 
And  always  r^^ady  may  I  stand, 
To  take  my  seat  at  thy  right-band. 


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BEADING    THE    SCRIPTURES.  17& 

READING  THE  SCH2:P  a  UR^S. 


Clifton.]  HYMN  202.  C.  M.  (P  vGe  460.) 

1  COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 

Let  us  thine  i  fluence  jDrove  ; 
Source  of  the  oh!  prophetic  fire. 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2  Come,  H  \y  Chost,  for  movM  by  thee, 

The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke  ; 
Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key, 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  Cel  stial  Dove, 

Br'  (jd  o'er  our  nature's  night; 
On  our    iisorder'd  spirits  move. 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  throuifh  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

If  thou  within  us  shine; 
And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depths  of  love  divine. 

Florida.-]    HYMN  203.  C.  M.    (Page  462.) 

1  THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

The  sacred  leaves  unfold  : 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face. 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heav'nly  love, 
©ur  ardent  wishes  meet. 
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180  READING   THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  Our  num'rous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supply'd : 
Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  this  book  deny'd. 

4  For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  to  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  that  we  shall  find. 

Colford.]    HYMN  204.    C.  M.  (Page  462.) 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word,^ 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  nnme  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want, 
Exhaustless  riches  find, 

Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant. 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grow?. 
And  yields  a  free  repast, 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around  ; 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasing  light ! 


l»ROSPECT    OF  HEAVEN.  181 

0  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  forever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


PROSPSCT  OF  HEAVEN. 


Sion.]   HYMN  205.  P.M.  (Page  465.) 

1  I  LONG  to  behold  Him  array'd 

With  glory  and  light  from  above  ; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  display'd, 

His  beauty  of  holiest  love  : 
I  languish  and  si^h  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  hath  lix'd  his  abode  ; 
O  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air, 

And  tly  to  the  mountain  of  God ! 

2  With  Him  I  on  Sion  shall  stand, 

For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word, 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 
But  when  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthenM  to  see, 
My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find. 

My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 
]No  pain  the  inhabitants  t'eel^ 

No  sickness  or  sorrow  shall  prove ; 
Physician  of  souls,  unto  me 

Forgiveness  and  holiness  give  ; 


182  PROSPECT  OF    HEAVEN. 

And  then  from  tho  body  set  free, 
And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

ArUngton.]  HYMN  206.  CM.  (Page  471.) 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wisiifuJ  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessicns  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight  ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  : 
There  rocks-  and  hilis  and  brooks,  and  vale. 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath. 

Can  reach  that  heakhful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death. 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

(»  When  shall  I  reach  t'  at  happy  place, 
And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  1 

7  FiU'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  sonl- 
Would  here  no  longer  stay  .' 


PROSPECT    OF    HEAVE.V.  18t) 

Though  Jordon's  waves  around  mc  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

8  There  on  those  high  and  flow'ry  plains, 
Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 
But  in  perpetual,  joyful  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

Devotion,]    HYMN  207.  C.  M.  (Page  472.) 

1  My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 

The  passing  moments  say  ; 
As  len;ath'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead, 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof, 

From  all  created  things, 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs  ! 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross, 

In  ev'ry  trial   here, 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice. 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er, 

Of  sublunary  care. 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more, 

This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 
Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

Deliv'rance  soon  will  come, 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence, 

To  bring  believers  home. 


184  PROSPECT    OF    HEAVEIf. 

4  E'er  first  I  drew  tliis  vital  breath, 

From  nature's  pison  tree- 
Crosses  in  number,  measure,  weig^ht, 

Were  written,  Lord,  tor  me  : 
But  thou,  my  shej.herd,  friend,  and  guide, 

Hast  led  me  kindly  on. 
Taught  me  to  rest  my   ainting  head 

On  Christ,  the  corner-stone 

5  So  comforted,  and  so  sustain'd, 

With  dar^  events  I  strove, 
And  f»  und  when  rightly  understood, 

All  messengers  ol  love  ; 
With  silence  anu  submissive  awe, 

Ador'd  a  chast'niug  God. 
Rever'd  the  terrors  of  his  law, 

And  humbly  kissM  the  rod. 

Alderton.]    HYMN  208  P.  M.  (Page  474.) 

I  H  >W  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ; 
How  free  from  ev'ry  i>nxiou."^  thought, 

From  worldly  hoj)e  and  fear  ! 
Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

!i  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  sav'd  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature-love  ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  ligliten'd  of  its  load. 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

8  The  things  eternal  I  r»ursne  ;  j 

A  happiness  beyond  the  view 


PEOSPECT    OF    HEAVEN.  lS5 

Of  those  that  hasely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  ; 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  I  have  no  babes  to  hold  me  here  ; 
But  children  more  securely  dear 

For  mine  T  humbly  claim  : 
Better  than  daughters  or  than  sonjs, 
Temples  divine,  of  living  stones, 

Inscribed  with  Jesu's  name. 

5  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess  ; 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness  : 

A  poor  way  faring^  man, 
I  lodjjje  awhile  in  tents  below ; 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

G  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  ; 
A  stransrer  to  the  world,  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 

7  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair  ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ! 

S  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies  : 
T  rom«  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 


18G  FUNERAL   UYMN3. 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end; 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother.  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 


FUKERAIi  HYSniHS. 


Egifpt.]  HYMN  209.     S.  M     (Page  477.) 

1  AND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 

And  must  my  trembling  spirit  f!y 

Into  a  world  unknown  ? 

A  land  of  deepest  shade 

Unpierc'd  by  human  thought ; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 

Where  all  things  are  forgot ! 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go 
What  will  become  of  me  ? 

Eternal  happiness  or  wo 

Must  then  my  portion  be  ! 

Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  gra\e  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  .Tudge  with  glory  crown'^ 

And  see  the  flaming  skies  ! 

3  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  ? 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 

A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet  1 
Will  ang<  I  bands  convey 
Their  brother  to  the  bar? 


FUNERAL    HYMNS.  187 

Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away 
To  meet  its  sentence  there  ? 

4      Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  rny  anxious  breast  1 
Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  cast  out, 

Or  number'd  with  the  blest  ? 

I  must  from  God  be  driven, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 

Or  else  depart  to  hell. 

KennebecL]  HYMN  210.    P.  M.  (Page  478.) 

1  AND  am  I  only  horn  to  die  ? 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 

With  nature's  stern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 

To  all  eternity  ? 

2  How  then  ou^rht  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolong:s  the  kind  reprieve. 

And  props  the  house  of  clay: 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day  ! 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  triflin/r  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear. 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone  ; 
If  nr»w  the  Judge  is  at  thy  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

Th'  inexorable  throne ! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ ; 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy ; 


188  FUNERAL    HYMNS* 

But  oh !  when  both  shall  end, 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destin'd  place  t 
Shall  I  my  everlastinj^j  days 

With  fiends  or  an§^els  spend  1 

5  Nothinff  is  worth  a  thoujrht  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure  ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

6  Jesus,  vouchsaPe  a  pityins^  ray, 

Be  thou  mv  ^uide,  be  thou  ray  way 

To  g^lorious  haJDoiness  ! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace  ! 

SJneM^^.^   HYMN  211     CM.    (Page  481.) 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  fint  or  die; 
•     Mv  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  hisrh  : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

'^nd  find  its  lonff-soujrht  rest: 
That  onlv  bliss  for  which  it  pants 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  dowtt. 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 
I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come ; 


FiJNERAL    HYMNSr.  159 

A.nd  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  exiJe  home. 


3  O  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  I 

Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Kivers  ot  iue  divme  1  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise  ! 
I  see  a  world  ol  spirits  bright, 

NVho  taste  the  pleasures  there  ! 
They  aJl  are  rob'd  m  spotless  white. 

And  conqu'ring  palms  they  bear. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  suff'nngs  here, 
11,  i^ord.  thou  count  me  meet, 
'Wail  that  enraptur'd  host  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  gnet,  give  ease  or  pain, 

'lake  lite  or  triends  away  : 
BuMet  me  lind  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  uay. 

hight-Street.]  HYMN  21^^.  P.  M   (Page  484.) 
I   REJO  CE  for  a  brother  dec.  as'd. 
Our  loss  is  his  inhmte  gain  ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  released, 

And  treed  from  its  bodily  chain; 
With  scmgs  let  us  tolh.w  his  tiight, 
And  mount  with  his  spirit  above  ; 
Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  ot  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 
Outflying  ihe  tempest  and  wu.d, 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain  d. 
And  lelt  kis  compauions  behind  ; 


190  FUNERAL    HYMNS. 

Still  toss'd  on  a  sea  of  distress ; 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 

Who  sail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath ; 
With  shouting  each  other  tliey  greet, 

And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death: 
The  voyage  of  hfe's  at  an  end, 

The  mortal  affliction  is  past : 
The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 

For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 

Canada.]    HYMN  213.    L.  M.  (Page  490.) 

1  SHRINKING  from  the  Cold  hand  of  death, 

I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet ; 
Shall  soon  resign  this  fleeting  breath, 
And  die,— my  father's  God  to  meet. 

2  Number'd  among  thy  people,  I 

Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see  : 
Because  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Jesus,  in  death  remember  me ! 

3  O  that  without  a  ling'ring  groan, 

I  may  the  welcome  word  receive  ! 
My  body  with  my  charge  lay  down. 
And  cease  at  once  to  work  and  live  ! 

4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade, 

And  certify M  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  spirit  calm,  and  undismay'd, 
I  shall  into  thy  hands  resign. 


FUNERAL    HYMNS.  191 

0  No  anxious  doubt:  no  guilty  gloom, 

toliali  damp  wlioiii  Jesus  presence  clieers; 
My  iiglit,  my  iite,  rn}  God  is  come, 
x\nd  gior)  in  ijis  lace  appears! 

Nazareth.]  HYMN  214.  L.  M.  (Page  491.) 

1  THE  morning  fiu\\ers  display   liieir  sweets. 

And  gay  tlien  sillieij  le.<ves  unioid, 
As  careless  ol  die  noontide  heats, 
As  tearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Farch'd  b^  the  sun  s  tiirecter  ray, 
Tlie  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine. 

When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows: 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin-rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day. 
The  lading  glory  uisappears, 

The  shorl-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  those,  new-rising  from  the  tomb, 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine^ 
Revive  with  cver-during  bloom. 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 

It  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains  : 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower. 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 


W'ri-  FUNERAL    HYMNS. 

Paradise.]    HYMN  215.    C.  M.    (Page  493.) 

1  THY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 

With  transport  all  divine; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  Iambs,"  said  he, 

"  And  lay  them  in  my  breast  ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolt^e  my  love  : 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  pow'r  shall  raise, 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 
I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will.'* 

C  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout  with  joys  divine  ; 
O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  forever  thine. 


ON    THE    JUDGMENT.  1Q3 

ON  THS  JUOai^HST. 

Ai/Iesburi/.]  HYMN  216.    S.  M.     (Page  494.) 

1       THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread 

We  all  shall  soon  appear; 

Our  caution'd  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 

And  stir  us  up  to  pray  : 

h  3       To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'd  in  majesty  and  power, 

Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  man. 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears. 
For  ever  let  th'  archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears  ; 

The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

'^  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come ; 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

And  meet  your  instant  doom  !*' 

4  O  may  we  thus  be  found 
Obedient  to  thy  word, 


194  ON    THE   JUDGMENT. 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  lo()kin«>:  for  our  Lord  ! 

O  may  we  all  ensure 

A  lot  among  the  blest : 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest. 

Judgment.]    HYMN  217.    L.  M.  (Page  496.) 

1  He  comes  !  He  comes  !  the  Judge  severe  ; 
The  seventh  trum^tet  speaks  him  near  ; 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll ; 
How  welcojiie  to  the  faithful  soul ! 

2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound. 
See  the  Almighty  Jesus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  ! 

4  Shout  all  the  people  of  the  sky. 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High  ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reiffns. 

Old  Windsor.]  HYMN  218.  C.  M.  (Page  498.) 

1  AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day. 
For  ev  ry  vain  and  idle  thought. 
And  every  word  I  say  1 


ON   THE   JUDGMENT.  195 

2  Yes,  every  secret  ot  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  kiiosvn, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert, 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live  ! 

With  what  religious  fear, 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  ray  behaviour  here  ! 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow ; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near  ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

Old  Hundred.]  HYMN  219.  L.  M.  (Page  499.) 

1  THE  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

(While  twice  ten  thousand  thundei  s  roar,) 
Tear  up  the  graves,  and  cleave  the  ground, 
And  make  the  greedy  sea  restore. 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead, 

The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal; 
Sinners  shall  lift  their  guilty  head^ 
And  shriek  to  see  a  yawning  hell. 

3  But  we,  who  now  our  Lord  confess. 

And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 
Shall  stand  in  Jesu's  righteousness  : 
Stand,  as  the  Rock  of  Ages,  sure. 


196  ON    THE    JUDGMENT. 

4  We,  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  falj, 

And  mountain-  are  on  mountains  hurl'd, 
Shall  stand  unmov'd  amidst  them  all, 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning  world. 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 

Dissolve,  by  riis:ii)^  flames  destroy'd  ; 
While  we  survey  the  awful  scene, 
And  mount  above  the  fiery  void. 

G  By  faith  we  now  transcend  the  skies, 
And  on  that  ruin'd  world  look  down  : 
By  love  above  all  heiijht  we  rise, 
And  share  the  everlasting  throne. 

9ld  Windsor.]  HYMN  220.  C.  M.  (Page  502,) 

1  WO  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell, 

Nor  dread  th'  Almighty's  frown  ; 

When  God  doth  all  his  wrath  reveal, 

And  shower  his  judgement  down. 

2  Sinners,  expect  those  heaviest  showers: 

To  n)eetyour  God  prepare! 
For,  lo  !  the  seventh  angel  pours 
His  phial  on  the  air. 

3  Lo !  from  their  seats  the  mountains  leap  : 

The  mountains  are  not  found; 
Transported  far  into  the  deep. 
And  in  the  ocean  drown'd. 

4  Who  then  shall  live,  and  face  the  throne, 

And  face  the  Judge  severe  ? 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  and  g0T3G, 
©  where  shall  I  appear  ? 


ON   THE    JUDGMENT.  197 

^  Now,  only  now,  against  that  hour, 
We  may  a  place  provide  ; 
Beyond  the  grave,  beyond  the  power 
Of  hell,  our  spirits  hide. 

6  Firm  in  the  all-destroying  shock, 
May  view  the  final  scene  ; 
For,  lo  !  the  everlasting  Rock 
Is  cleft  to  take  us  in  ! 

■<^gt/pt]    HYMN  221.    S.  M.    (Page  505.) 

1  BEHOLD  !  with  awful  pomp, 

^  The  Judge  prepares  to  come, 
Th'  archangel  sounds  the  dreadful  trump  ; 
And  wakes  the  gen'ral  doom. 

2  Nature,  in  wild  amaze. 

Her  dissolution  mourns. 
Blushes  of  blood  the  moon  (Jeface  ; 
The  sun  to  darkness  turns. 

3  The  living  look  with  dread; 

''he  flighted  dead  arise  : 
Start  from  the  monumental  bed, 
And  lift  their  ghastly  eyes, 

i  Horrors  all  hearts  appal, 

'I  hey  quake  ;  they  shriek  ,  they  cry  : 
Bid  rocks  and  mountains  on  them  fall, 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

■5  Ye  wilful,  wanton  fools, 

Let  dangers  make  you  wise: 

Carnal  professors,  careless  souls, 

Wnclose  your  sleeping  eyes. 


198  ON   THE   JUDGMENT. 

6  *Tis  time  we  all  awake  ; 

The  dreaJful  day  draws  near  : 
Sinners,  your  proud  presumption  check, 
And  stop  your  wild  career. 

7  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

To  Christ  for  mercy  fly  ; 
O  turn,  repent,  and  trust  in  him  ; 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

8  Great  God  in  whom  we  live, 

Prepare  us  for  that  day, 
Help  us  m     esns  to  believe, 
To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray 


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ScUctedfromDr.  WaWs  Psalms  and  Hymn.  ;  and  num. 
bered  as  they  are  in  his  Book. 


HYMNl.     L.M.    (Psalm  19.) 
The  books  of  nature  and  of  scripture  compared 
or,  the  glory  and  success  of  tlic  guspeL 

1  THE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  - 
In  ^y^i-y  star  thy  wis  orn  shines :       ' 
i3ut  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  iiues. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  lipht, 

Butthe"bf ':  "".^  ^'^!'  '^'^  pow^r  confess; 
liut  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 

Keveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun.  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Kound  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand: 
feo,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land. 

^  ^""l^^^}^^^^  spreading  gospel  rest 

TtiT rV  L7h^^  'm'  T'^^  '^^  ^^"^^^  ^^«  run; 
lill  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 

That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 
•^  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ' 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heay'nly  light ; 


2100  HYMN  2. 

Tbv  ffospel  makes  the  simple  wise ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judffments  right; 

6  Tbv  noblest  wonders  here  we  view. 
In  souls  renew'd  and  sins  forffiv'n  : 
Lord   cleanse  my  sins,  mv  soul  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

HYMN  2.     C.  M.     (Psalm  24.) 

'   Dwelling  with  God, 

1  THE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 

With  Adam's  num'roug  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

2  But  who  amonsr  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode  1 
He  that  has  hands  from  mischief  cleaP) 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  man  may  rise,  and  freely  take 

The  blessinsrs.  of  his  grace  ; 
This  IS  the  lot  of  those  that  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  souls'  immortal  powers 

To  meet  the  T.ord  prepare ! 

Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors, 

The  Kinff  of  Glory's  near. 

5  The  Kinjsr  of  Glory  !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  miffht  ? 
He  rules  the  nations :  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 


HYMN  3,  4.  201 

HYMN  3.  S.  M   (Psalm  25.  2d  Part) 
Ver.  12,  14,  10,  13. 

Ditnne   instruction, 

1  WHEKE  shall  the  man  be  found, 
Thatfears  t'  offend  his  God  ; 

That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sounds 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 
Are  t>uth  and  mercy  still, 

W  ilh  such  as  to  his  cov'nant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease 
Before  their  maker's  face  : 

Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 
Jn  their  extensive  grace. 

HYMN  4.  C.  M.    (Psalm  27.  2d  Fart.) 
Ver  8,  9,  13,  14. 

Prayer  and  hope. 

1  SOON  as  I  heard  ray  Father  say, 
"Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  repli'd  without  delay, 
"  I'll  seek  my  father's  face." 

3  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 
Nor  frown  my  soul  away ; 


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God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  distressing  day. 


3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die. 
My  ^od  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd, 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief; 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints. 

^nd  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  yoar  spirit  when  it  faints^ 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

HYMN  5.  S.  M.     (Psalm  32.) 

Forgiveness  of  sins  upon  confession. 

1  O  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er  \ 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care ; 

Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit^ 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  Iconceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound  ; 

Till  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee. 
And  ready  pardon  found. 


HYMN   6.  203 

4       Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne ; 
Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress 
Is  found  m  God  alone. 

HYMN  6.  L  M.     (Psalm  34.  1st  Part, 

God^s  care  of  the  saints;  or^  deliverance  hy 
prayer.     * 

1  LORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days, 
Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 
My  s'lul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace. 
Whde  saints  rejoice  to  hear  she  song. 

2-  Come  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ; 
Come,  let  us  ail  exalt  his  name  ; 
I  sought  the  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  shame.  v 

15  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears  ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  feara. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  shine : 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord ; 
O  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  saints. 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word! 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pmch'd  with  paiu 
And  hunger,  roar  turougU  ail  the  wood ; 

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204  HYMN    7. 

But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

HYMN  7.  C.  M.     (Psalm  36.) 
Ver.  1.  2,  5,  6,  7,  9- 
Practical  atheism  exposed :  or^  the  being  and  at- 
tributes of  God  asserted. 

1  WHILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

*'Th'  ir  thoughts  believe  there's  none." 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare, 

(Whate'er  their  lips  profess) 
"  God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear 
Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace." 

3  "What  strange  self-flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes  I 

But  there's  a  hast'ning  hour. 
When  they  shall  see,  with  sore  surprise, 
The  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathom'd  sea. 

5  Above  these  heav'n'a  created  roundsj 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the^  narrow  bounds, 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast : 


HYMN    8.  OQ.- 

Beneath  tlie  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 

7  fFrom  thee,when  creature-streams  run  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow. 
And  raise  our  pleasures  high. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes, 

Thy  presence  rnake^  eternal  day, 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 

HYMN  8.    C.  M.    (Psalm  39.    2d  Par L) 

Ver.   4—7. 

The  vanity  of  man  is  mortal. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame,  * 

1  would  survey  hfe's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  Jove, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show. 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 


'i06  HYMN   9. 

2  What  should  T  wish  or  wait  for  then, 
From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  1 
Thev  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  desires  recall  ; 
I  give  ray  mortal  int'rest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

HYMN  9.  CM.  (Psalm  39.  3d  Part.) 

Ver.  9—13. 

Sick  bed  devotion ;  or,  pleading  without  repining 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 

Fiehold  the  pains  1  feel ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord  ; 

They  come  at  thy  command  : 

I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 

Against  thy  chast'ning  hand. 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries, 

'-  Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes  ;" 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies,. 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 

4  Cruslj'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust ; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne^er  withstan(3. 
And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 


HYMN    10.  207 

5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke  ! 
Adam,  and  all  his  num'rous  race, 
Are  vanity  and  smoke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  ^o, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

7  But  if  my  hfe  be  spar'd  awhile, 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  bus'ness  still. 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love.] 

HYMN  10.     L.  M.  (Psalm  40.) 

Ver.  5 — 10.     Christ  our  sacrifice. 

\  THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wroufifht. 
Exceed  our  praise,  surmount  our  thought; 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail. 
My  speech  would  faint  my  numbers  fail. 

3  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt. 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt ; 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 
An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears ! 
To  th\  designs  he  bows  his  ears ; 
Assumes  a  body  well  j)repar'd, 
And  well  performs  a  work  so  hard. 

4  "  Behold,  I  come,"  (the  Saviour  cries., 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 


208  HYMN    11. 

"  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  *'  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 

I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part ; 
And  lo !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 

7  *'  The  Spirit  shall  descend,  and  show 
What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do  : 
The  wand'ring  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
Thy  wisdom,  and  thy  righteousness," 

HYMN  11.    CM.    (Psalm  50.  Is^Par^) 

The  last  judgement ;  or,  the  saints  rewarded. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  juds^e,  before  his  throne 

Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  ; 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

*'  Judgement  will  ne'er  begin;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  bis  way  ; 
Thunder  arr^   larkness.  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  dav. 


HYMN    12.  2a9 

4  Heav'n  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attendinff  ansrels  come  ; 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

5  '*  But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 

"  That  made  their  peace  with  God 
By  the  redeemer's  sacrifice, 
And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  to 

light, 
Shall  make  the  world  confess 
My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

HYMN  12  L.  M.     (Psalm  51  l5^  Part.) 
A  penitent  pleading  for  pardon. 

1  SHEW  pity.  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  1 
« 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God   thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard,ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin, 

And  make  my  ofuilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  th^  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 


•210  HYMN    VS. 

Lord,  should  thy  judgement  grow  severer 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

0  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

HYMN  13.    L.  M.    ^Psalm  51.    Sd  Part.) 

The  backslider  restored ;  or^  repentance  and  faith 
in  the  blood  of  Christ. 

1  O  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry  : 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within. 
And  from  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart, 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight ; 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

I  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 


HYMN     14.  211 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  j^race  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  jDitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  soy'r^^ign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviours  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

S  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue  ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

HYMN  14.    C.  M.    (Psalm  51.  2d,  Part.) 

Ver.  14—17. 
Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Christ. 

1  O  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call. 

My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 

Then  my  rejoicing  tonffuo 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone : 

K 


21*2  HYMN    15. 

The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  oppressed  with  sin's  desert. 
My  God  will  ne'er  despise : 
A  humble  a^roan.  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

HYMN  15.     S.  M.     (Psalm  55.) 

Ver.  15,-17,  19,  22. 

Dangerous  prosperity ;  or^  daily  devotion  en- 
couraged. 

1  LET  sinners  take  their  course, 

And  choose  the  road  to  death ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

-2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

"When  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  seek  his  blessing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name. 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  v 


HYMN  16,  IT.  313 

1*11  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground,  on  which  their  safety  stands., 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

HYMN  16.     S.  M.    (Psalm  61.) 
Ver.  1—6 
Safety  in  God. 
1  WHEN,  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies ; 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

^  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence.  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide ; 

Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  1  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

HYMN  17.    C.  M.    (Psalm  63.  \st  Part) 
Ver.  I,  2.  3,  4,  5. 
The  morning  of  a  Lord^s-day^t 
1  EARLY,  my  God,"  without  delay, 
I  baste  to  seek  thy  face  : 


214  HYMN     IS. 

My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  sky. 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

8  IVe  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r 
Through  ail  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine  ! 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voicCj 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  till  ray  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  '^ 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

HYMN  18.    C.  M.    (Psalm  65.  3^  Part.) 

The  blessings  of  the  spring ;  or,  God  gives  rain. 
A  Psalm  for  the  Husbandman. 
1  GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Visits  the  pasturps  ev'ry  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 


HYMN     ID.  215 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers,  raisM  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  th^  command. 
Their  wat'ry  blessinos  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring ; 

The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 

And  the  poor  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  evVy  side, 

Rejoice  at  falling  show'rs ; 
The  meadows,  dress'd  m  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refresh'd  with  rain, 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns ; 

How  bounte(!Us  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

HYMN  19.    C.  M.  (Psalm  69.     Sd  Part.) 

QhrisVs  obedience  and  death ;  or^  God  glorified, 
and  sinners  saved. 

1  FATHER  !  I  sing  thy  wond'rous  grace, 
I  bless  my  Saviour's  name ; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor. 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

^  His  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high  ; 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
k2 


\W  HYMN   20. 

FuIfiU'd  the  law  which  mortals  b^oke^ 
And  finish'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 

Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpet's  soiemn  sound, 
Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  foU'wers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  liis  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  live  forever  blest. 

B  Let  heav'n  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 
To  God  their  voices  raise, 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky. 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God ; 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates  ; 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Isr'el  waits. 

HYMN  20.    CM.   (Psalm  71.  '2d  Pari,  J 
Ver.  15,  14,  16,  23,  22,  24. 

Christ  our  strength  and  righteousness. 

1  MY  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise. 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  1 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thj  goodness  I  adore  ! 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
J  speak  thy  glories  more. 


HYMN   21.  2X7 

o  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victries  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeem'd  from  sm  and  hell^ 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

0  [My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  pow'rs  ; 
With  this  delio^htful  song^ 
I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long.] 

HYMN  21.    CM.    (Psalm  73.  2f/P«r/.) 

Ver.  -23—28, 

God  our  portion  here  and  hereafter. 

1  GOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near. 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 


218  ,  HYMN  22, 

Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God,' 

*Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
1  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  br^ke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  iaint ! 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

5  Behold  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy, 

HYMN  22     C.  M.     (Psalm  78.    1st  Part.) 

Providences  of  God  recorded;  or, pious  education 
and  instruction  of  children. 

1  LET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known ; 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  every  rising  race. 


HYMN  Q3.  219 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  their's  ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

HYMN  23.  L.  M.  (Psalm  84.  2d  Part,) 

God  and  his  church  ;  or,  grace  and  glory. 

1  GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth, 

3  Might  I  eHJoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun  ;  he  makes  our  day : 
God  is  our  shield ;  he  s^uards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  : 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

.5  O  God,  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heav'n  obey  ; 


^20  HYMN   24. 

And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee  ; 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 

HYMiN  24.    L.   M.    (Psalm  92.     1st  ParL) 

-     A  Psalm  for  the  Lord^s  day, 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  m>  G.>d  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name    give  thanks  and  sing|, 
To  ahew  thy  love  by  morning  iight, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  aiy  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ! 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  t 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high ; 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  : 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 

5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part. 
When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer,  my  head. 

6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  \ 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  satau  break  my  peace  again^ 


HYMN  25.  221 

7  Then  slial'  T  see,  and  hear  and  know, 
Al!  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 
And  ev'rv  pow'r  find  sweet.employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

HYMN  25.     S   M.  (Psalm  95.) 
A  Psalm  before  sermon. 

1  COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 
And  hymns  of  gl-'ry  sinof; 

Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  forinM  the  deeps  unknown; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 

The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  : 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own. 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice. 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice. 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

o      But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbeUeving  race ; 

6       The  Lord,  in  vengeance  drest, 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
"You  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest 
*'  Shall  have  no  portion  there." 


•2->2  titMN  26,  27. 

HYMN  26.  C.  M.  (Psalm  98.  1st  Part.) 
Praise  for  the  gospel. 

1  TO  our  Almighty  Maker,  God, 

New  honours  be  addressed; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bless'd. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abrah'm  first, 

His  truth  fulfils  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  all  her  diff'rent  tongues; 
And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  songs. 

HYMN  27.  C.  M.  (Psalm  102.  2c?  Part.) 

Ver.  13- -21, 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restoi'cd. 

1  LET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  ! 

Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  raourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  thai  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 


HYMN  28.  223 

4  He  sits  a  sov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
He  hears  the  dyings  prisoners  groan, 
And  sees  their  signs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death  ; 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said  '*  that  praying  breath 
*' Was  ever  spent  in  vain." 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  trust,  and  praise  the  lord. 

HYMN  28.    L.  M.  (Psalm  103.  ist  Part) 
Ver.  1—7. 
Blessing  God  for  his  goodness  to  soul  and  body. 

1  BLESS.  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 

Call  home  thy  thouffhts  that  rove  abroad. 
Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrough) 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  1 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done ; 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals. 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feelsr 

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224  HYMN    m 

Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
0>ir  wastiiifT  life  from  threat'ninir  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  rejiairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  g^rowina:  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  ^ood, 
And  nils  our  hopes  with  heav'nly  food. 

6  \ie  sees  th'  oppressor  and  th*  oppress'dj 
And  nften  gives  the  suffVers  rest; 

But  will  h's  justice  more  display 
In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 

7  [His  pow'r  he  shew'd  by  Moses'  hands* 
And  gave  to  Isr'el  his  commands  ; 

But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  nowV  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace: 
Thf  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine.] 

HYMN  29.  S.  M  (Psalm  103.  1st  Pari.) 

Ver.  1-7. 

Praise  for  spiritual  and  temporal  merciep, 

1  O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul  1 
Let  all  within  n^e  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  namej 
Whose  favours  are  divine. 

2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  'inthankfulnesS; 
And  without  praises  die. 


HYaiN  30.  225> 

S      'Tis  he  forjijives  thy  ?ins» 
'Tis  he  reJieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  ; 

He  that  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sov'reign  pow'r  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 
He  gives  the  sufF'rers  rest : 

The  Lord  hath  judgement  for  the  proud 
And  justice  for  th'  opprest. 

6  His  wond'rous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 

But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

HYMN  30.  L.  M.  (Psalm  107.  2d  Part.) 
Correction  for  s jw,  and  release  bi/  'prayer. 

1  FR'j'M  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  ; 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  ; 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food. 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rise 
Against  the  God  that  rules  the  skies; 
If  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  slight  the  councils  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  nt»  deliv'rer  shall  be  found  : 
Laden  with  grief,  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness,  and  the  shades  of  death. 


2-26  UYMN  31. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries. 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

3  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 

And  lets  the  smiling  pris'ners  through; 
Takes  off*  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'nng  soul  relief. 

G  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways! 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

HYMN  3L  L.  M.    (Psalm  107.  ith  Part.) 

Deliverencefrom  storms   and  shipioreck ;  or,  the 
seaman's  song. 
\   WOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad. 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind, 

Till  God  commands,  and  tempests  ri^e, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain  ; 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel. 
And  like  a  staoff'rinff  drunkard  reel ! 

4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry : 


HYMN  3*2.  227 

His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address. 
And  sends  salvation  m  oistress. 

5  lie  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  : 
"1  is  caim  ;  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  where  they  wish  to  be. 

6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  them  then  private  oft''nngs  bung, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

HYMN  32.  C.  M.   (Psalm  107.) 

The  mariner's  Psalm, 

1  THY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 
xiiy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  son-  ol  C(,urage  shall  record. 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 

3  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 
Ana  swell  the  tovv'ring  waves; 
The  men,  astenishM,  mount  the  skies. 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  in  d.  eps  again  : 
Each  ii.e  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 
Ana  finds  his  couiage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath  ; 
And,  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 
Expect  immediate  death.] 

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'2-28  HYMN  33. 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 

He  hears  their  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 
And  lays  the  fools  to  rest. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storms  allay'd  : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears  ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brina^s  them  safe  to  land ; 

Let  stupid  mortals  know 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 

8  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  those  who  see  thy  wond'rous  ways, 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record. 

HYMN  33.  L.  M.  (Psalm  112.) 
The  blessings  of  the  pious  and  charitable. 

1  THRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word  ; 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 

And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread, 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread, 


HYMN  a4.  229 

His  heart  is  arm'd  agjainst  the  fear, 
For  God,  with  all  his  pow  r.  is  there. 

4  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'niy  courage  from  his  word; 
Amidst  the  darki7ess  light  shall  rise, 

Te  cheer  his  heart  and  bless  his  eyes. 

5  He  hath  dispersed  his  alms  abroad, 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God ; 
His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain. 

HYMN  34.  C.  M.  (Psalm  116    1st  Part.) 
Recovery  from  sickness, 

1  I  LOVE  the  Lord ;  he  heard  my  crieSj 

And  pity'd  ev'ry  groan  ; 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  bowed  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away : 

O  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

3  My  flesh  declined,  ray  spirits  fell, 

And  I  drew  near  the  dead  ; 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  **  My  God.  I  cry'd,  thy  servant  save, 

Thou  ever  good  and  just, 
Thy  pow'r  can  rescue  from  the  grave, 
Thy  pow'r,  is  all  my  trust.'* 


^30  HYMN  35. 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sof'e  distrest^ 

He  bid  my  pains  remove : 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 

6  My  G«id  hath  sav'd  ray  soul  from  death. 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'li  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

HYMN  35.  C.  M.  (Psalm  116.  2d  Part.) 

Ver.  12,  &,c. 

Vows,  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  church ;  or 
public  thanks  for  ftrivate  deliverance. 

1  WHA  r  shall  1  render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 

My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode. 

My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thine  house 

My  off'rings  shall  l)e  paid  ; 
Ther^  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight; 
How  precious  is  thy  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  1  devote  to  thee. 


HYMN  36,  37.  231 

o  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 
Nor  shall  thy  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hands  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

0  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  1  forsake  the  Lord. 

HYMN  36.   L.  M.  (Psalm  117.) 

1  FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue, 

3  Eternal  are  thy  mercies  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

HYMN  37.  S.  M.  (Psalm  117.) 

1  THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  thro'  distant  lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace  and  sure  thy  word  ! 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

5  Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 


232  HYMN  38. 

HYx\lN38.    CM.'    (Psalm  118.    Isf PartJ) 
Ver.  6—15. 
Deliverance  from  a  tumult, 

1  THE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 

Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
O*'  what  the  sons  '>f  earth  caa  do, 
Since  heav'n  affords  its  aid. 

2  Tb  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  m  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend. 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  tny  foes  beset  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  1  &hall  all  their  rage  confound 
By  thine  Almighty  arm^ 

4  Tis  thro'  the  '  ord  my  heart  is  strong^ 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song. 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 

When  God  appears,  thev  fly  : 
So  burning  thorns  with  crackling  sound,. 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and- die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs  ; 

The  Lord  protects  their  dnys  ; 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  Almighty  grace. 


HYMN  39,  40.  233 

HYMN  39.  C.  M.  (Psalm  118.  MPco't.) 

Ver  22,  23. 

Christ  the  foundation  of  Ms  church* 

1  BEHOLD  the  sui*e  foundation  stone 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upont 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name ; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  sutler  shame. . 

^3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock,  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wond'rous  in  ^ur  eyes. 

HYMN  40.    C.  M.  (Psalm  118.  Uh  Part,) 
Ver.  24-26. 
Hosanna ;  the   Lord^s   day ;  or^    ChrisVs  resur- 
rection and  our  salvation. 

1  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

fl  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 
And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 


2^4  HYMN   41. 

To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th*  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ! 
Help  us,  O  Lord  ;  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name. 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
The  hiffhest  heav'ns  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

HYMN  4L  S.  M.  (Psalm  118.) 

Ver.  22—27. 

An  hosanna  for  the  Lord^s-day ;  or,  a  new  song 
of  salvation  hy  Christ, 

1  SEE  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse  ; 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon* 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  Scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 

Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes ; 


HYMN  42.  235 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pra}^ 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ; 
Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;    . 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

G       We  bless  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

HYMN  42.     L.  M.    (Psalm  118.) 

Ver.  22—27. 

An  hosanna  for  the  LorcPs  Day:  or,  a  ntio  song 
of  salvation  by  Christ. 

1  LO  !  what  a  glorious  Corner-str  no 

The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse ; 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  rhereon, 
In  spite  of  envy  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine. 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners  rejoice-  and  saints  be  glad ; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest : 
Si 


236  HYMN  43. 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 

With  peace  and  hght  and  glory  rest! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  43.   C.  M.  (Psalm  122.) 

Goimg  to  church, 

1  H^W  did  mv  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

Mv  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  !" 

2  I  love  her  grates.  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church  adorn*d  with  grace 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God  ^ 

To  shew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints  ' 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

6  Pf^ace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 
And  joy  a  constant  gfuest  ! 
With  holy  ffi'Vs  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest !  '^ 


HYMN  44.  237 

C  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  lite  or  breath  reiuains 
Where  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

HYMN  44.  C.  M.   (Psalm  130.) 
Pardoning  grace. 
1  OUT  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 
The  borders  of  despair. 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace. 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

*2  Great  God,  should  thy  severer  eye. 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God  ; 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ! 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul  invited  l»y  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 

5  [Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they 
Meets  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.] 


238  HYMN  45,  4G. 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust. 
Let  Israel  seek  his  laee  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

3  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
For  sinners  lon^  enslav'd  , 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  : 
And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 

HYMN  45.    C.  M.   (Psalm  131.) 

Humility  and  submission. 

1  Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  j 
Or  do  1  act  a  haughty  part  1 
Lord  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

nd  all  my  carriage  mild. 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  Saints  in  sormw  lie  resign'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

HYMN  46.   L.  M.  (Psalm  132.) 

Ver.  5,  13—18. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church ;  or,   the   Ordina- 
tion of  a  Minister, 

1  WHERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  fini 
An  habitation  for  our  God, 


HYMN  47.  239 

A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind 

Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  1 

•3  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  for  ever,  saith  the  JLord  ; 

Here  shall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 

An  1  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will  1  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  till  their  souls  witli  living  bread  : 
Sinners  that  wait  before  my  door 
With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 

My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine ; 
Not  Aaron  in  his  costly  dress, 
Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 

C  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inwavd  joys  shall  shout  and  sing ; 
The  Son  ol  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

7  [Jesus  shall  see  a  numt  rous  seed 

Born  here  t'  upi.oid  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head 
While  ail  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame. 

HYMN  47.    C.  M.   (Psalm  133.) 
Brotherly  love. 
1  LO,  what  an  entertaining  view 
Are  brethren  who  agree, 


MO  HYMN    48. 

Brethreu.  whose  cheerfull  hearts  puraue. 
The  path  to  unity  ! 

^  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ  the  spring 
Descend  to  ev'ry  soul, 
Atid  heav'nly  peace  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : 

'Tis  like  the  oil  divinely  sweet 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet. 

And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

IJYMN  48.  L.  M.  (Psalm  139.  Sd  Part.) 

Sincerity  prof  est,  and  grace  tryed;  or,  tht  heart- 
searching  God. 

1  MY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 
When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will ! 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane, 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

3  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit  1 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord  search  my  soul,  try  ev'ry  thought  \ 
Thousrh  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thiue  eyes. 


HYMN  49.  241 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  1  indulge  some  unknown  sin  1 
O  turn  my  feet  whene'er  1  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

HYMN  49.    CM.    (Psalm  145.    Ist Part.) 

Ver.  1—7,  11—13. 

The  greatness  of  God. 

1  LONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  of  love ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  G.eat  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown. 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  tijy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song- 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  namcj 

Andciiildren  learn  thy  ways 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date    • 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thine  heav'niy  state. 
With  public  splendour  shown. 

0  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hand?, 
Thy  saiats  are  rul'd  by  love ; 


242  HYMN    50. 

And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

HYMN  50.  C.  M.  (Psalm  145.  'Sd  Part) 

Ver.  14—17,  &c. 
Mercy  to  sufferers ;  or^  God  hearing  prayer. 

1  Let  ev'ry  tongue  I'.y  g:oodness  speak, 

Thou  sov'reiffn  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strength'ning:  hands  uphold  the  weak. 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall, 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distrest 
Beneath  sf»me  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  ourtott'ring  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth : 
Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sicere  : 
He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

G  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  serve  the  Lord  shall  say, 
"  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain."] 


UYMN  51.  243 

7  [My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  liia  praise, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad  . 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 

HYMN  51.    C.  M.     (Hymn  1.  Book  1.) 

A  new  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  teas  slain. 

Rev.  V.  6,  8,  9   10,  12. 

i  BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  lamb 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne: 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name. 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints^ 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 

Into  thy  secret  will  1 
Who  but  the  Son  shall  take  that  bookj 
And  open  ev*ry  seal  1 

5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  deserves  it  well ; 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  sov'reign  keys 
Of  heav'u,  and  death,  and  hell !] 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Oe  endless  blessings  paid  ; 


44  HYMN   5*2. 

Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r  ;  ^ 

Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promisM  hour. 

HYMN  62.  S.  M.  (Hymn  3.  B.  1.) 

The  nativity  of  Christ, 
Luke  i.  30,  &c— ii.  10,  &c. 

f      BEHOLD  the  grace  appears, 
The  promise  is  fulfiU'd  ; 
Mary  the  wond'rous  virgin  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child  ! 

2  [The  Lord,the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 

He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad. 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 
With  a  peculiar  sway  ; 

The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heav'nly  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 


HYMN  53.  245 

5  *'  Go  humble  swains,"  said  he, 
To  David's  city  fly  ; 

The  promis'd  infant  born  to-day, 
Doth  in  a  manger  he. 

6  "  With  looks  and  heart  serene, 
Go  visit  Christ  your  king  ;" 

And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen; 
The  shepherd  heard  them  sing. 

7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth, 

Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth.'* 

8  [In  worship  so  divine. 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues, 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  : 

9  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth, 

Good- will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth." 

HYMN  63.  C.  M.    (Hymn  5.    B.  1.) 

Submission  to  afflictive  providences. 

Job  i.  21. 

1  NAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  crept  to  life  at  first. 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 

And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 


246  HYMN  64. 

Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  nowj 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  his  name !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  : 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sov'reign  will, 
And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  64.    C.  M.  (Hymn  6.  B.  1.) 

Triumph  over  death. 
Job  xix.  25,  26,  27 

1  GREAT  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just, 

And  nature  must  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay, 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs  ; 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  micrhty  Conqn'ror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  roval  seat, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foe?. 
Jiie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet 


HYMN  55.  247 

4  Thoufl^h  gfreedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  ffnaw  my  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  build  mv  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 

5  Then  shall  f  see  thy  lovely  face 

With  strong  immortal  eyes, 
And  feast  upon  the  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 

HYMN  55.  L.  M.  (Hymn  15.    B.  1.) 

Our  own  weakness,  and  Christ  our  strength. 

2  Cor.  xii.  7,  9,  10. 

1  LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
"Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day," 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  fflory  in  infirmity. 

That  Christ's  own  pow'r  may  rest  on  me ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suff'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there, 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone. 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost ; 


^48  HYMN  56,  57. 

Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise^ 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loTst  his  eves. 

HYMN  56.  C.  M.  (Hymn  16.  B.  1.) 

Hosanna  to  Christ, 
Matt.  xxi.  9.     Luke  xix.  38.  40. 

1  HOSANNA  to  the  royal  Son 

Of  David's  ancient  line  ! 
His  natures  two.  his  person  one, 
Mysterious  and  divine. 

2  The  Root  of  David  here,  we  find, 

And  ofi^spring  is  the  same ; 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
In  our  immanuePs  name. 

3  Bless'd  he  that  comes  to  wretched  men 

With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n  1 
Hosannas  of  the  hisfhest  strain 
To  Christ  the  Lord  be  griv'n  ! 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refuse  to  take 

Th'  hosanna  on  their  tonsrues, 
Lest  rocks  and  stones  should  rise,  and  break 
Their  silence  into  songs. 

HYMN  57.  C.  M.  (Hymn  17.  B.  1.) 

Victory  over  death. 

1  Cor.  XV.  55,  &c. 

.1   O  FOR  an  overcominjr  faith 
To  cheer  my  dyinjs^  hours, 
To  triumph  «»'er  the  monster,  death. 
And  all  his  frightful  pow'rs. 


HYMN  58.  249 

'2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strenffth  I  have 
My  quiv'ring  hps  should  sinff,      ' 
"  VVhere  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry,  grave  ^ 
And  where  the  monster's  sting  V 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  secure; 
Death  hath  no  sting  beside: 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  pow'r; 
l5ut  Christ,  my  ransom,  dy'd. 

.4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 
Immortal  thanks  b^>  paid, 
Wh..  makes  us  conqu'rors,  while  we  die. 
1  hi  ough  Christ,  t)ur  living  head.      • 

HYMN  58.  C.  M.  (Hymn  19.  B.  1.) 
The  Song  of  Simeon;  or,  death  made  desirable.. 
Luke  i.  27,  &c. 
1  LORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fili'd," 
When  fondly,  in  his  wither'd  arms. 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  Child  ! 

3  ^'  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cry'd  • 

Behotd  thy  servant  dies;  ' 

I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
And  close  my  peaceful  eyes.  «• 

4  ^'  Tliis  is  the  Light   prepar'd  to  shine 

iJpon  the  Gentile  lauds  : 


250  «^'*^^  ^^' 

Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
To  break  their  slavish  bands. 

5  [Jesus !  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpow'ring  charms  • 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace. 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

6  Then,  will  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  breal^, 

How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  soul] 

HYMN  59.  C.  M.    (Hymn  20.  B.  I.) 

Spiritual  apparel;  namely,  the  robeofrigntcous 

ness,  and  garments  of  salvation. 

Isa.  Ixi.  10. 

1  AWARE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 

Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 
la  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  saivatiou  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  ! 


HYMN  60.  251 

These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  the  garments  are  ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrouffht  by  fViith  and  love, 

An6  hope  in  ev'ry  grace  ; 
But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 

6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd 

By  th^  great  sacred  Three ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  pow'rs  agree. 

HYMN  60.  C.  M.  (Hymn  21.  B.  1.) 

A  vision  of  the  kingdom  of  Christ  among  men. 

Rev.  xxi.  1,2,3,4. 

1  LO,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  belifiving  eyes  ! 
Tiie  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

.3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 
And  the  bright  armies  sing, 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  '*  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 
Removes  his  bless'd  abode  ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
Aud  he  the  lovihg  God. 

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253  HYMN   61. 

5  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  ev'ry  weeping  eye  : 
And  pains,    and  groans,  and  griefs,   and 
fears,  •    ' 

And  death  itself  shall  die." 

6  How  long  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long  ! 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time. 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

HYMN  61.  C.  M.  CHymn  27.  B.  1.) 

Assurance  of  heaven  ;  or,  a  saint  prepared  to  die. 
2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  18. 

1  [DEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow. 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ] 

2  With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faiths 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day. 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  Grace  decreed 

This  price  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
The  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 

From  ev'ry  ill  design  5 


HYMN  C2.  253 

And  to  his  lieav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 
And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain  ; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 
And  endless  praise — Amen. 

HYMN  62.  C.  M.  (Hymn  29.  B.  1.) 

The   triumph  of  Christ ;  or,    the   ruin  of  Anti- 
christ. 

Ver.  4,5,6,7. 

1  '*  I  LEFT  my  banner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

^'Where  Antichrist  has  stood  ; 
The  city  of  my  gospel  foes 
Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 

2  "  My  heart  has  study'd  just  revenge, 

And  now  the  day  appears, 
The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  come, 
To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown. 

And  bids  my  fury  go  : 
Swift  as  the  light'ning  it  shall  move, 
And  be  as  fatal  too. 

4  *'  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain : 

Then  has  my  gospel  none  ? 
Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
To  crush  my  foes  alone. 

5  *'  Slaughter,  and  my  devouring  sword. 

Shall  walk  the  streets  aroundj 


254  HYMN  63. 

Babel  shall  reel  beneath  my  stroke. 
Ana  ^la^ger  to  the  ground." 

6  Thine  honours,  Ovictorioiis  Ring 
Thine  own  right  hand  siiali  raise, 
While  we  thine  avvtul  vengeance  sing. 
And  our  deiiv'rer  pruise. 

HYMN  63.     C.  M.     (Hymn  32.  B.  I.) 

Strtngtii  from  heaven. 
I^a.  xl.  2  ,2»,  ^9    30. 

1  WHENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  ariseT 

And  Where's  our  courage  fled  1 
Has  rcstles-  sin,  and  raging  hell, 
Struck  ail  our  conitorts  deau  1 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  sea  1 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  shall  fade  and  die. 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  i'ee\  our  strength  increase. 

5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles'  wing?, 

And  taste  the  promis'd  bliss, 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleasures  is. 


HYMN  64.  255 

HYMN  64.  L.  M.  (Hymn  40.  B.  I.) 

The  business  and  blessedness  of  glorified  saints. 
Rev.  vii.  13,  &c. 

1  "WHAT  happy  men,  or  angels  these, 
That  all  their  robes  are  spotless  white '! 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heav'nly  light  1" 

2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
Through  seas  of  their  own  blood  they  came 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th*  Almighty  Throne 
With  loud  hosannas  night  and  day ; 
Sweet  anthems,  to  the  great  Three-One, 
Measure  their  blest  eternity. 

4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone ; 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun. 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  middle  throne, 
Shall  shed  arcmnd  his  milder  beams ; 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew- 
Through  the  vast  round  of  endless  years. 
And  the  soft  hand  of  sov'reign  grace 
Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears. 


256  HYMN  65,  66, 

HYMN  65.     L.  M.     (Hymn  48.  B.  1,) 

The  Christian  race.     Isa.  xl.  28—31. 

1  AWAKE,  our  souls,  (away,  our  lears^, 
Le-  ev'ry  tremblitjcr  thought  be  gone) 
Awake,  and  run  the  iieav'nly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

3  True,  'tis  a  straight  and  thorny  roadj 
And  mortal  s;  irits  tire  and  taint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

-3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  powV 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  tirm  endures,  while  enuless  years 
Then  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring. 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  th<  ir  native  strength 
Shalt  melt  away/,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heav'nly  road. 

HYMN  66.     C.  M.     (Hymn  49.  B.  1^ 

The  works  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb, 
Rev.  XV.  3. 

.1  HOW  strongf  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  t 
Who  would  not  fear  thy  name  ! 
Jesus,  how  sweet  thy  graces  are  !^ 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  !. 


HYMN  07 .  25^7 

2  He  has  clone  more  than  Moses  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  King; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  souls. 
And  taught  our  lips  to  sing, 

3  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses'  hand, 

Th'  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd ; 
But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  sins. 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  desert  Isr'el  went, 

With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flesh, 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 

3  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
Yet  never  reach'd  the  place ; 
But  Christ  shall  bring  his  fojl'wers  home^ 
To  §86  his  Father's  face. 

G  Then  shall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame. 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  67.     S.  M.     (Hymn  5L     B.  L) 

Preserving  srace. 
Jude  24,  25. 

1  TO  God  the  onlv  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  king, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almiffhty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 


258  HYMN  68. 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne. 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 
Wisdom  and  pow'r  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty. 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  68.  L.  M.    (Hymn  52.  B.  1.) 

Baptism. 

Matt,  xxviii.  19.     Acts  ii.  38. 

1  'TWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
**  Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptise." 
The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  unon  th'  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  cov'nant  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  christian  lands. 

3  *'  Repent,  and  be  baptis'd,"  he  saith, 
'*For  the  remissions  of  your  sins  ; 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means. 


HYMN  69.  259 

4  Our  souls  be  washes  in  the  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  dean  ; 
And  the  good  spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 

0  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our  covenant  with  the  Lord  ; 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 

In  heav'n  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 

HYMN  69.    C.  M.    (Hymn  55.  B.  1.) 

HezekiaWs  song ;  or,  sickness  and  recovery. 
Isa.  xxxviii.  9  <fcc. 

1  WHEN  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  distress, 

Our  God  deserves  a  song; 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 

12  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 
Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  that  holds  the  keys  of  death 
Commands  them  fast  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flesh  are  wont  t'  abuse 

Our  minds  with  slavish  fears : 
"  Our  days  are  past-  and  we  shall  lose 
The  remnant  of  our  years." 

4  We  chatter  with  a  swallow's  voice, 

Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn, 
With  bitterness  instead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  speaks  the  healing  word, 

And  no  disease  withstands ; 


S60  HVMN  70. 

Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Loru, 
And  %  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 
He  can  our  frame  restore ; 
He  casts  our  sins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

HYMN  70.    L.  M.     (Hymn  GO.  B.  I.) 

The  Virgin  Mary's  song  ;  or,  the  promised  Ma 

siah  born. 

Luke  i.  4(5,  &.C.. 

1  OTTR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord ; 
In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  : 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  Spirit  tune  our  voice. 

2  ['^he  Highest  saw  her  low  estate. 

And  miffhty  thin-rs  his  hand  hath  done  ; 
His  overshadowing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'rv  nation  call  her  bless'd 
And  endless  years  prol   ng  her  fame; 
But  God  ah)ne  must  be  ador'd  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  those  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  stands  forever  sure  : 
From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abrah'm  and  his  seed,       ^^ 
*^  In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  bless  d  t 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  wor.* 

Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast-. 


ayaiN  71.  .IQi 

is  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  he  forlorn  ; 
Lo  the  i/esire  of  iVations  comes ; 
Behold  the  promis'd  seed  is  born  ! 

HYMN  71.     S.  M.  (flYMN  64.  B.  1.) 
Adoption.     1  John  iii.  1,  <fcc.    Gal.  vi.  6.. 

1  BEH  ;LD,  what  wnnd'rous grace 
The  Fatiier  hath  bestow 'd 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  Ood ! 

2  'Tis  no  snrprising  thing 
That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  N.-r  doth  it  yet  appear 

Hiiw  great  we  must  be  made; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here^ 
We  shall  be  like  ouv  head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

Mciy  j/urge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sist, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  sh  ire  a  filiai  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spuit  like  a  dove 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  W    would  no  longer  he. 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 


262  HYMN  72. 

Our  faith  shall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  72.    L.  M.  (Hymn  66.  B.  1.) 

Christ  the  King  at  his  table.     Solomon's  Song, 

i.  2—5, 12,  13,  17. 

1  LET  him  embrace  my  soul,  and  prove 
Mine  ini'rest  is  his  heav'nly  love  : 

The  voice  that  tells  me,  '•  Thou  art  mine,*' 
Exceeds  the  blessings  of  the  vme. 

2  On  thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came, 
And  spread  the  savour  of  thy  name ; 
That  oil  of  gladness  and  of  grace 
Draws  virgin  souls  to  meet  thy  face. 

3  Jesus,  allure  me  by  thy  charms  ; 
My  soul  shall  fly  into  thine  arms : 
Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 

4  [Wonder  and  pleasure  tune  our  voice 
To  speak  thy  praises  and  our  joys ; 
Our  mem'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine 
Beyond  the  taste  of  richest  wine.J 

5  Though  in  ourselves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Redar's  tents  appear, 
Yet  then  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

6  [While  at  his  table  sits  the  king, 
He  loves  to  see  us  smile  and  sing; 
Our  graces  are  our  best  perfume, 

And  breathe  like  spikenard  rouudthe  room.j 


HYMN  73.  26S 

7  As  rnyrrh  new-bleeding  from  the  tree, 
Such  IS  a  dying  Christ  tu  me : 

And  while  he  makes  my  soul  his  guest, 
My  bosom,  Lord,  shall  be  thy  rest. 

8  [No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare ; 
And  here  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raise  us  to  nobler  seats  above.] 

.  HYMN  73  L.  M.     (Hymn  G7.  B.  1.)  ^ 

Peeking  the  pastures  of  Christ  the  Shepherd. 
Solomon's  Song,  i.  7. 

1  THOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 

Tell  me  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 
"Where  do  thy  sweeter  pastures  grow  ] 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  \ 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Wliy  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  '! 
My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  seek  another  love. 

4  [The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see  ; 
Tiiy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be  ; 
A  WDnd'rous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought   with  thy    wounds,   and   groan^j  and 

tears. 
o2 


264  HYMN  74. 

5  Ilis  clearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blovjd  ; 
Here  to  these  hills  my  soul  will  t;ome. 
Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home.] 

HYMN  74.  L  M.     (Hymn  6i)    B.  1.) 

Christ  appearing  to  his  chirch.  and   seeking  her 
company.     Solomon's  S(»ng,  ii.  8 — 13.  ^ 

1  THE  voice  of  my  Beloved  sounds 
Over  the  rocks  and  risino^  grounds  ; 
O'er  hills  ofgruilt,  and  seas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 
Now  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass 
He  shews  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

3  Gentl}'  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue ; 

*'  Rise."  saith  my  Lord,  ''make  haste  away 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 

4  "  The  Jewish  wintry  state  is  gone, 

The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on ; 
The  sacred  turtie-dove  we  hear 
Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

.5  "  Th'  immortal  vine  of  heav'nly  root 
Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit," 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine ; 
Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  vine.^ 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 

"  Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away  ?'' 


HYMN  75.  205 

Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind, 
And  leave  aii  eartiiiy  loves  behind. 

HYiVlN  75.    L.   M.    (Hymn  70.    B.  1.) 

Christ  inviting^    and  the  church   ansicering    the 
invitation.     Solomon's  Song.  ii.  14,  16,  17, 

1  H  \RK!  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
Sweetly  i-.ivites  ins  iav'rites  nigh  , 
From  caves  of  dariu;ess  and  ot  doubt, 
He  gently  speaks  anu  calls  us  out. 

2  '*  My  dove,  who  hidest  in  the  rock, 
Thine  heart  alniust  with  sorrow  broke, 
Liit  ujj  liiy  tace,  forget  thy  fear, 

A  lid  let  thy  voice  delight,  mine  ear. 

3  "Thy  voice  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet ; 
My  iiracLs  in  thy  couni  nance  meet; 
Tlicugh  the  vain  world  tliy  lace  uespise, 
'Ti»  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes." 

4  Bear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
1  he  hope  tlune  invitation  gives; 

Th  tliee  our  j(j\i».i  lips  siiall  raise 
Tlie  v»>ice  of  prayer  and  that  of  praise. 

5  [I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

Our  hearts   our  liopes,  our  passions  join  , 

Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

]\or  thought  arise  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  soul  to  pastures  lair  he  leads, 
Amongst  the  lilies  where  he  feeds  : 
Anu)ngst  the  saints  i^ whose  robes  are  white> 
AVash'd  in  his  blood)  is  his  deUght. 


566  HYMN    76 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  shadows  flee. 
Till  the  sweet  dawning  li^ht  I  see, 
Thine  eyes  to  me-vvard  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  soul  in  darknes  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  ^reen, 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  sin  ; 
Nor  o^uilt,  nor  unbelief  divide 

My  love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  side.] 

HYMN  76.  L.  M.  (Hymn  71.  B.  K) 

Christ  found  in  the,  street^   and  brought  to  the 
church.     Solomon's  Sono^,  iii.  I — 5. 

1  OFTEN  T  seek  my  Lord  by  night: 
Jesus,  my  love,  my  soul's  delight; 
With  warm  desire  and  restless  thought 
I  seek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

2  Then  I  arise  and  search  the  street, 
Till  '■  my  '-ord  my  Saviour  meet ; 
I  ask  the  watchmen  of  the  night. 

*'  Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delight  1 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way, 
Directed  b_y  a  heav'niy  ray  ; 

1  leap  Tm*  joy  to  see  his  face, 

And  hold  him  fast  in  mine  embrace. 

4  [I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home  ; 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refuse  to  come 
To  Sion's  sacred  chambers  where 
My  soul  first  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  sake  with  deadly  smart ; 


HYMN  77.  267 

I  give  my  soul  to  him,  and  there 
Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  share.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys 
Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell  come  near  my  heart, 
Nor  cause  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

HYMN  77,  L.  M.  (Hymn  73.  B.  1.) 

The  church's  beauty  in  the  eyes  of  Christ, 
SolomonJIs  Song,  iv.  1,  10,  11,  7,  8,  9. 

1  KIND  is  the  speech  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
Affection  sounds  in  ev'ry  word  ; 

"  Lo,  thou  art  lair,  my  love."  he  cries  ; 
*'  Not  the  young  doves  have  sweeter  eyes. 

2  [•'  Sweet  are  thy  lips,  thy  pleasing  voice 
Salutes  mine  ear  with  secret  joys  : 

No  spice  so  much  delights  the  smell, 
Nor  milk,  nor  honey  tastes  so  well.] 

3  '^  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  bride,  to  me  ; 
'*  I  will  behold  no  spot  in  thee." 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comeliness  on  worms  ! 

4  Defil'd  and  loathsome  as  we  are, 

He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair  ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav'nly  dress, 
His  graces  and  his  righteousness. 

5  "  My  sister  and  my  spouse,"  he  cries, 
*^  Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 
Thy  powerful  love  my  heart  detains 

In  strong  delight  and  pleasing  chains." 


^268  HYMN    7^ 

6  H^^  calls  me  from  the  leopard's  dcB, 
From  this  wild  world  of  beasts  and  merv 
To  Zi'  n,  where  his  glories  are  ; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  so  fair. 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flow'ry  plains. 
Nor  earthly  j<'ys  nor  earthly  pains. 
Shall  hoid  my  feet,  or  force  my  stay, 
When  Christ  invites  my  s«»i]l  away. 

HYMN  79.  L.  M.  (Hymn  74.  B.  I.) 

The  church  the  garden  of  Christ. 
Solomon's  iSong  iv.  12,  13.  15,  and  v.  1. 

1  We  are  a  garden  walPd  around, 
Chosen  and  made  peculiar  ground  ; 
A  little  spot  ;  mclos'd  by  grace. 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 

2  -ike  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand. 
Planted  by  God,  the  Fathe  's  hand, 
And  all  his  springs  in  Sion  flow, 

To  tnak^   the  young  plantation  grow, 

3  Awake,  O  hea?'nly  win  ^  and  come, 
Bh.w  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  divine,  descend  and  l-reathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad> 
T(»  entertain  our  Saviour  God  : 
And  faith-  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry  grace  be  active  here. 

5  [Let  my  beloved  come  and  taste 
Ijis  pleasant  fruits  at  his  own  feast  j- 


HYMN  79  •  269 

I  come,  my  spouse,  I  come,  he  cries. 
With  love  and  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  cT)mes, 

Well  pleas'd  to  smell  our  poor  perfumed, 
And  calls  us  to  a  feast  divine, 
Sweeter  than  honey,  milk  or  wine. 

"7  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 
The  blessings  that  my  father  sends; 
Your  taste  shall  all  my  dainties  prove, 
And  drink  abundance  of  my  love. 

8  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  sing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord  : 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live 
Demands  more  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

HYMN  79.  L.  M.    (Hymn  75.  B.  h) 

The  description  of  Christy  the  beloved, 
Solomon's  Song  V  9,  10,  11,  12,  14,  15,  16. 

1  THE  wond'nng  world  enquires  to  kno\y 
Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so : 
What  are  his  charms,  say  they,  above 
The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ? 

2  Yes.  my  beloved  to  my  sight 

Shews  a  sweet  mixture  red  and  white': 
All  human  beauties,  all  divine, 
In  my  beloved  meet  and  shine. 

3  White  is  his  soul,  from  blemish  free  ; 
Bed  with  the  blood  he  shed  for  me; 
The  fairest  often  thousand  fairs; 

A  sun  amongst  ten  thoa;sand  stars. 


370  •  HYMN  TO. 

4  [His  head  the  finest  gold  excels  ; 
There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells. 
And  fflory  Jike  a  crown  adorns 
Those  temples  once  beset  with  thorns. 

5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Close  by  the  signals  of  his  wound  : 
His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  bear 
The  cruel  scourge,  the  piercing  spear.] 

6  [His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  diamonds  set  in  rings  of  gold  ; 
Those  heavenly  hands,  that  on  the  tree 
"Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

7  Thougli  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees 
Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies, 

Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand] 

8  [His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love, 
The  eagle  temper'd  with  the  dove ; 
No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll 
Through  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul.] 

9  His  mouth  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints 
Now  smiles  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints: 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees. 

10  All  over  glorioas'is  tny  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd  and  yet  ador'd ; 
His  worth,  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 


HYMxN  80.  271 

HYMN  80.  L.  M.  (Hymn  76.  B.  1.) 

Christ  dwells  in  Heaven  but  visits  on  earth 
Solomon's  Song  vi.  1,  2,  3,  12. 

1  WHEN  stranorers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 
What  bfauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
Ihat  thty  m.ght  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  beloved  keeps  his  throne, 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown; 
But  he  descends  and  shows  his  face,' 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  [In  vineyards  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand; 
He  feeds  among  the  spicy  beds, 
Where  lilies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engrossM  my  warmest  love. 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move ; 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart, 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  make  us  part.]  ' 

3  [He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  shews  jne  where  his  ^l.-ries  are  ; 
No  chanot  of  Amminadib 
The  heav'nly  rapture  can  describe. 

0  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies, 
Till  deaTh  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
i  o  dwell  forever  with  my  love.] 

p  . 


272  HYMN  81,  82. 

HYMN  81.   L.  M.    (Hymn  77.  B.  1.) 

The  love  of  Christ  to  the  church  in  the  language 

to  her,  and  provisions  for  her. 

Solomon's  Song,  vii,  5,  6.  9,  12,  13. 

1  NOW,  in  the  ffall'ries  of  his  srrace, 
Appears  the  Kin^,  and  thus  he  savs, 
"  How  fair  my  saints  are  in  n.y  sight. 
My  love  how  pleasant  for  delight  !" 

2  Rind  is  ihy  language,  sov^reism  Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  grace  in  ev'ry  word  ; 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  stream  divine 
Flows  sweeter  than  the  choicest  wine. 

3  Such  wond'rous  love  awakes  the  lip, 
Of  saints  that  were  almost  asleep. 
To  speak  the  praises  of  thy  name, 
And  make  our  cold  affections  flame. 

4  These  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
In  fields  and  villasres  below  ; 
Gives  us  a  rehsh  of  his  love. 

But  keeps  his  noblest  feast  above* 

5  In  paradise,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  entertainment  waits; 
Fruits  new  and  old,  laid  up  in  store, 
Where  we  shall  feed  but  thirst  no  more. 

HYMN  82.     L.  M.    (Hymn  78.     B.  1.) 
The  strength  of  Christ's  love,  andthesouVsjealousy 
of  her  own.  Solomon's  Song,  viii.  5—7, 13, 14. 

1  WHO  is  this  fair  one  in  distress, 
That  travels  from  the  wilderness, 


HYMN  83.  273 

And  press'd  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  she  leans  ? 

2  This  is  the  spouse  of  Christ  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treasures  of  his  blood  ; 
And  her  request,  and  her  complaint, 
Is  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  saint. 

3  "  O  let  my  name  engraven  stand 
Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand  ; 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  '  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 
Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  ; 
And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 

To  quench  a  fire  so  much  divine. 

5  ''  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 
Lest  it  should  once  from  thee  depart ; 
Then  let  thy  name  be  well  impress'd 
As  a  fair  signet  on  my  breast. 

6  *'  Till  thou  hast  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
Thy  count'nance  let  me  often  see. 

And  often  thou  shalt  hear  from  me. 

7  "  Come,  my  Beloved,  haste  away, 
Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay  ; 
Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe 
Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow." 

HYMN  83.    L.  M.    (Hymn  80.  B.  L) 
An  evening  hymn. 
P^Si,  iv.  8,  &  iii.  5,  6,  &  cxliii.  8. 
1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days, 


274  HYMN  84. 

Am]  ev'ry  ev'ninor  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorials  of  hi-  grace. 

2  l^^uch  of  mj  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  fortjives  my  follies  past, 

^    He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come^ 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 
Peace  is  tlie  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed, 

4  In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frisrhtful  thinos  : 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  [Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear: 

0  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart  ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 

6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  conic, 
Mv  flesh  shall  rest  i>eneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvations  in  the  sound.] 

HYMN    84.  L    M.    (Hymn  81.    B.  1.) 

A  snnfffor  morni  ff  or  evpning. 
Lam.  iii.  2j3.    Isa.  xlv.  7. 

1  MV  God.  how  endless  is  thy  love  i 
Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new  ; 
And  morninir  niercies,  from  above^ 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 


HYMN  85.  275 

'2  Thou  spreadst  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  our  drowsy  pow'rf;?. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command ; 
To  thee  1  consecrate  my  days  : 
Perpetual  blessmgs  from  thuie  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  85.      L.  M.     (Hymn  87.  B.  1.) 

God  dwells  with  the  humble  and  penitent, 

Isa.  Ivii.  16,  16. 

1  THUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
My  name  is  God,  1  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  mine  own  eternity. 

^  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below. 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too  ; 
The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  The  humble  soiil  my  words  revive, 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live : 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  1  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  [When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

I  make  them  know  how  vile  they  Ve  been ; 
But  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 
Thsir  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke.', 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh. 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair,  and  die ; 


276  HYMN    SO. 

Thus  shall  our  better  thoufjbts  approve 
The  methods  of  my  chast'ning  Jove.] 

HYMN  86.     L.  M.     (Hymn  88.  B,  1.) 

Life  the  day  of  grace  and  hope, 
Eccl.  ix.  4,  5,  6, 10. 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn. 
The  vilest  sinner  may  retiirn. 

2  [Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  thi'  blessings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die. 
But  all  the  dead  forgolton  lie  ; 
Their  memVy  and  their  sense  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  [Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  lost. 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  dust : 
They  have  no  share  in  al!  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  migl.t  pursue; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  ha«te  ; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Keign  in  eternal  silence  there. 


HYMN  87,  88.  277 

HYMxN  87.  L.  M.  (Hymn  89.  B.  1.) 
Youth  andjudgmtnt.    Ecci.  xi.  0. 

1  YE  sons  of  Adam,  vaiii  and  young', 
Indulge  yam  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue, 
Taste  the  deligiits  your  souls  desire, 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  tire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth  ;  but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgement  too. 

3  God  from  on  hiijh  beholds  your  thoughts; 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults  ; 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due, 
Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terror  thro' ; 
How  will  yc  stand  before  his  face, 

Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  these  alluring  vanities, 
And  lei  the  thunder  of  tiiy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

HYMN  88.  L  M.     (Hymn  91.  B.  1.) 

Advice  to  youth ;  or,  old  age  and  death  in  an  un- 
converted state. 

Eccl.  xii.  1,  7.  Isa  xlv.  20. 

1   NOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 


278  '       HYMN  89. 

Behold,  the  months  come  hast'ning  on, 
When  you'  shali  say,  "  My  joys  are  gone. 

2  Behohl,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Ladtui  with  ouiit  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul  in  agonies  of  pain 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  helL 

4  Eternal  king  !  I  fear  thy  name  ; 
Teacli  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

HYMN  89.     S.  M.      (Hyxmn  92.     B.  1.) 
Christ  the  vnsdom  of  God. 
Prov.  viii.  1,  22.  32. 
\       SHALL  wisdom  cry  aloud, 
And  not  her  speech  he  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  1 

2  "I  was  his  chief  delight, 
His  everlasting  Son, 

Before  the  first  of  all  his  works. 
Creation,  was  begun. 

3  [Before  the  flying  clouds, 
Before  the  solid  land, 

Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods^, 
I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 


HYMN  90. 

4  When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 
And  biult  them,  1  was  tiiere, 

To  order  vviien  the  sun  should  rise, 
And  marshal  ev^ry  star. 

5  When  he  potir'd  out  the  sea, 
And  spread  the  flowing  deep ; 

1  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

6  Upon  the  empty  air. 

The  earth  was  balanc'd  well ! 

With  joy  1  saw  the  manijion  where 

The  sons  of  men  should  dv>eil. 

7  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
On  their  salvation  ran, 

Ere  sui  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 
Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 

8  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
Ye  children,  and  be  wise  ; 

Happy  the  man  that  keept  my  ways. 
The  man  that  shuns  them  dies." 

HYMN  90.  L.  M.     (Hymn  93.  B.  1.) 

Christ,  or  wisdom  obeyed  or  resisted. 
Prov.  viii.  34 — SQ. 

1  THUS  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
"  Blest  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word, 
Keeps  dai  y  watch  before  my  gates, 
And  at  my  feet  for  mejcy  waits. 

2  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth,  and  heav'niy  gain 


280  HYMN   91. 

Immortal  life  is  his  reward, 
Life  aad  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
D  )th  his  own  soul  an  injury  ; 
Fo  .Is  that  against  my  grace  rebel 
Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell. 

HYMN  91.  L.  M.    (Hymn  97.  B.  1.) 

Ghrist  our  wisdom^  righteousness, S^c.  I.  Cor.i.  30. 

1  BTJRY'D  in  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
We  lie  'till  Christ  restores  the  light, 
Wisdom  de&cends  to  Ileal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  ramd. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown*d  in  tears, 
'Tili  his  atoning  blood  appears: 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress. 
And  sing   the  Lord  our  righteousness. 

3  Our  very  fram^  is  mix' !  with  sin, 
His  spirit  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Such  virtiips  from  his  suflf'rings  flow, 
At  once  to  cleanse  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Bindino:  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains, 
He  sets  t^e  oris'ners  U-ee,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Gra<"e,  wisdom.  !»ow'r  and  righteousness  ; 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 


HYMN  92,  93.  2SI 

HYMN  92.  S.  M.  (Hymn  98.  B.  1.) 

The  same. 

1  HOW  lieqvy  is  the  nisht 
That  hano^s  upon  our  eyes, 

'Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  ? 

2  Our  ffuiltv  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heav'ii, 
But  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways, 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  pow'rs  of  hell  agree 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 

He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 
To  brinff  us  near  to  God, 

Thy  sov'reig^n  pow'r,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  93.     C.  M.     (Hymn  99.  B.  I.) 

Stones  made  children  of  Abraham  ;  or  grace  not 
conveyed  by  religious  parents.     Matt.  iii.  9. 

1  VAIN  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 
Descended  from  a  pious  race, 
Their  fathers  now  with  God. 


282  HYMN  94,  "95. 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  take  the  hardest  stones. 
And  fill  the  house  of  Abraham  well 
With  new  created  sons. 

3  Such  wond'rous  pow'r  doth  he  possess, 

Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 
'     Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptiness  ; 
The  world  ohey'd,  and  came. 

HYMN  94.    L.  M.  (Hy»in  101.    B.  1.) 

Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  sinner. 
Luke  XV.  7,  10. 

1  WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  prodio^n]  return, 

To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  form'd  anew, 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

HYMN  95.  L.  M.  (Hymn  102.  B.  I.) 
Tke  Beatitudes.     Matt.  v.  2—12. 
1  BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  m  heav'n. 


HYMN   95.  283 

2  Blest  are  tlie  men  of  broken  heart. 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inwarc:  smart  ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows 

A  heaUng  bahii  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supply'd  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

G  Blest  are  the  puie  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peacefid  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss. 
The  sous  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

H  Blest  are  the  suff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pa  n  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Glory  and  joy  arc  their  reward. 
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284  HYMN  97,  96. 

HYMN  96.  C.  M.  (Hymn  104.  B.  1.) 
A  state  of  nature  and  grace.     I.  Cor.  vi.  10, 11< 

1  NOT  the  malicious  or  profane, 

The  wanton  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  sland'rers,  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

2  Surprisinof  grace  !  and  such  were  we 

By  nature  and  by  sin. 

Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 

Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  But  we  are  vvash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

We're  pardon'd  through  his  name. 
And  the  good  spirit  of  our  God 
Has  sanctify 'd  our  frame. 

4  O  for  a  persevering  pow'r 

To  keep  thy  just  commands  ! 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more. 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

HYMN  97.     C.  M.     (Hymn  105.  B.  1.) 

Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

I.  Cor.  ii.  9,  10.     Rev.  xxi.  27. 

1  NOR  eye  hath  aeen,  nor  ear  has  heard 

Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come; 

The  beams.of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 


HYMN  98.  385 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  forever  bar 

Pollution,  sin  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there^ 
But  foirwers  of  the  Lamb. 

9  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

HYMN  98.     S.  M.  (Hymn  106.  B.  1.; 

Dead  to  sin  by  the  cross  of  Christ. 
Rom.  vi.   1,  2,  6. 

1  SHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 
Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 

Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  1 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  ! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 

That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucify'd, 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 
Since  Christ  hath  made  us  free, 

Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  his  cross, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 


2S6  HYMN  99, 100, 

HYMN  9v>.  L.  M.    (Hymn  108.  B.  1.) 
Christ  unstcn  and  beloved.     I.  Pet.  i.  8. 

1  NOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight. 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  gjow 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above. 
And  heav'n  begins  below. 

HYMN  10    L.  M.  (Hymn  109.  B.  1.) 

The  value  of  Christ  and  his  righteousness. 

Phil,  iii  7,  8,  9. 

1  NO  more,  my  God,  3  boast  no  more 

Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 
I  quit  ihe  hopes  1  held  before. 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love,  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss  ; 
My  fornier  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  thinsjs  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
O  may  my  soul  he  found  in  him. 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake  ! 


HYMN   101,  102.  2^7 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  befoe  thy  throne  ; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

HYMN  101.    CM.     (Hymn  110.    B.  1.) 
3eath  and  immediate  glory.     11.  Cor.  v.  1,  5,  8. 

1  THE  '.E  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high, 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
'Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolv'd  and  fall ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 

^  'Tis  he,  by  his  Almighty  grac«, 
That  forms  thee  fit  for  heav'n  , 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come. 

Faith  lives  up{ni  his  word  ; 
But  while  his  body  is  our  home. 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace. 

But  we  had  rather  see, 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  102.    C.  M.  (Hymn  111.  B.  1.) 

Salvation  by  grace.     Titus  iii,  3,  7. 
t   [LORD,  we  confess  our  num'rous  faults', 
How  great  our  guilt  fcas  been  ! 
flf2 


283  HYMN    103. 

Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 

For  ever  love  his  uume^ 
Wh(»  turns  thy  feel  from  dang'rous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.] 

3  ['Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Wliich  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  savM  by  sov'reign  grace. 
Abounding  through  his  Son.] 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  th<^  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 

5  'Tis  thro«oh  the  purchase  of  his  dcatfe 

W  h J  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sen.  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 

And  justify'd  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

HYMN  103,  C.  M    (Hymn  112.  B.  1.) 

The  brazen  serpent ;  or,  looking  to  Jesus. 

II  John,  Ver.  14—16. 

1  SO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 
ihe  brazen  serpent  high  ; 
The  v.:  (indel  leU  immediate  ease, 
The  c^mp  lorebore  to  die. 


HYMN  104.  289 

2  "  Look  upwards  in  the  dying-  hour, 

And  live,"  the  propliet  cries  ; 

But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 

When  faitli  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  Hio[h  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung; 

Htgh  in  the  heav'ns  he  reigns ; 
Here  sinners,  hy  th'  old  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 

A  dying  world  revives  ; 
The  Jew  heholds  the  glorious  hope. 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

IIYiMN  104.    C.  M.    {Hymn  113.    C.  L) 
Abraham's  blessing  on  the  Gentiles. 
Gen.  xvii.  7.  Rom.  xv.  8.  Mark  x.  14. 
2  HOW  large  the  promise  !  how  divine ; 
To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  ! 
*'  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n. 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms. 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways; 

His  love  endures  the  same  ; 


290  HYMN    105. 

Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  his  children's  name. 

HYMN  105.  C.  M    (Hymn  115.  B.  1.) 

Convict  ion  of  sin  by  the  law. 
Kom.  vii.  8,  9,  14  24. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  m}  conscience  was, 

And  felt  no  inward  dread  1 
I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright, 

Bui,  since  tiie  precept  Cdme 
With  a  convincing  |towV  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  [My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before 

Till  terribly  1  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load  ; 

My  sins  reviv'd  again  , 
I  had  pr'jvok'd  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hi  pes  were  slain.] 

5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold 

Under  the  pow'r  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  1  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 

6  My  God,  t  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  pow'r  to  save. 
To  brea'    the  yoke  of  sin  :ind  death. 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 


HYMN  106,  107.  291 

HYMN  106     L.  M.  (Hymn  116.  B.  1.) 

Luve  to  ijiod  and  our  neighbour. 

Matt.  xxii.  37-40. 

1  THUS  saith  the  lirst,  the  great  command, 
"Let  all  thj  inward  pow'rs  unite 

Ti»  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
With  utmost  vigour  and  delight. 

2  Tlien  shall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 
Slmre  thine  affeciion  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thysell" 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove. 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfil'd  by  love. 

4  But  oh  !  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 
How  could  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heav'nly  fire. 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

HYMN  107.  C.  M.    (Hymn  123.  B.  1.) 
The  rcpeMfing  prodigal. 
Luke  XV.  13    S^c. 
BEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lusts  and  wine 

Has  u  asted  his  estate  ; 
He  begs  a  share  amongst  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 

"  T  die  with  hunger  here,"  he  cries  ; 

"I  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
My  Father's  house  has  lanr^'  supplies, 

And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 


292  HYMN    108. 

3  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue 

Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrongs 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace.** 

4  He  said,  and  hasten*d  to  his  home^ 

To  seek  his  Father's  love  ; 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Fimbrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 
Fur  follies  he  had  done. 

6  *'  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin,".' 

(The  Father  gives  command) 
Dress  h.m  in  garmtnits  white  and  clean. 
With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain  ; 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again^ 
Was  lost,  and  now  is  found." 

HYMN  108.  C.  M.   (Hymn  125.  Book  1.) 
Chris  fs  compassion  to  the  weak  and  tempted. 

Heb.  iv.  15,  16,  &  v.  7.  Matt  xii.  20. 
1   WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

3  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  kn<Avs  what  s  )re  temptations  mean. 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 


HYMN    109.  293 

i]  But  spotless,  innocent  and  pure 
The  ^reat  Redeemer  stood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame: 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 
We  shall  obtain  deliv'rino-  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  109.   L.  M.    (Hymn  128.  B.  I.) 
The  apostles^  commission  ;  or^  the  gospel  attested 
hy  miracles.     Mark  xvi.  15,  &c. 
Matt,  xxviii.  18,  ^-c. 
1  *'  GO  preach  my  gospel,"  saith  the  Lord  ; 
"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  ; 
He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word; 
He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 
i^  ['II  make  your  great  commission  known, 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

**  Go  heal  the  sick,  ffo  raise  the  dead. 
Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 
Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
ThoughGreeks  reproach, and  Jews  blaspheme. 


294  HYMN  110,  111. 

4  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands! 
I'm  with  you  till  the  would  shall  end  ; 
All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands  ; 

I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

5  He  spake,  and  lia^ht  shone  round  his  head  ; 
On  a  brioht  cloud  to  heav'n  he  rode : 
Thev  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  no.   L.  M.  (Hymn  129.  B.  1.) 

Submission  and  delivfrdnce  ;  or,  Abraham  offer- 
ing his  son.     Gen.  xxii.  6,  &c. 

1  SAINTS,  at  your  heav'niy  Father's  word, 
Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord; 

He  shall  restore  what  you  resia^n. 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abrah'm  with  obedient  hand 

Led  forth  his  Son  at  God's  command  ; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took, 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

3  Abrah'm  forbear,  the  an^el  cry'd, 
Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd ; 
Thy  son  shall  live,  and  in  thy  seed 
Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed. 

4  Just  in  tlie  last  distjessing  hour 
The  Lord  displays  deliv'ring  pow'r  ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
AVhere  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 
HYMN  11 L  L.  M.  fHYMN  131.  B.  L) 
The  Pharisee  and  Publican. 
Luke  xviii.  10,  &c. 
1  BEHOLD  how  sinners  disagree. 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee  ; 


H  VMM  12.  295 

One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
The  oJher  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  orrace  with  lifted  hands. 
That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  diff'rent  lan^ua^e  knows, 
And  difFVent  answers  he  bestows  ; 

The  humble  soul  with  irrace  he  crowns, 
Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns^ 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee, 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  sufF'rings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  112.  L.  M.  (Hymn  132.    B.  1.) 
Hnliness  mid ^r ace.     Titus  ii.  10—13. 

1  SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 

{^o  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  • 
AVhen  the  salvation  -eigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  powV  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  he  deny'd, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearonre  of  the  lord', 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


306  HYMN  113,  114. 

HYMN  113.  L,  M.   (Hymn  134.   B.  I.) 
Keligion  vain  vrithvut  love.  I.  Gor.  xiii.  1,  2,  3. 
1  HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent.  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

3  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell  ; 
Or  could  my  faith  tke  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love.      / 

'3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name: 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ! 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN  114.    L.  M.  (Hymn  135.  B.  1.) 

The  love  of  Christ  shed  abroad  in  the  heart. 

Eph.  iii.  16,  &c. 

1  COME,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
By  faith  and  love  in  ev'ry  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know  and  taste  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strengt!., 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 

And  learn  the  height  and  breadth  and  lengtli 
Of  thine  unmeasurable  grace. 


HvHiN  115v  29r 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  pow'r  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honours  done 
By  all  the  church  through  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  115.    C.  M.   (Hymn  140.  B.  1.) 

A  living  and  a  deadfaith^  collected  from  several 

scriptures, 

1  MISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heav'n 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

^  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ;, 

None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 

Q  'Tis  faith  that  changes  ail  the  hearty 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sin  ul  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 

By  a  celestial  power; 
This  is  the  gr  ce  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

5  [Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will» 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free^ 

He  makes  our  natures  cleanj 


29S  HYMN  116. 

Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  spirit  ()urifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God : 
Jesus,  and  his  salvation  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 

HYMN  116.    S.  M.  (Hymn  142    B  1.) 

The  humiliation  and  exaltation  of  Christ, 
Isa.  liii.  6-9—12. 

1  LH^E  sheep  we  went  astray, 
And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 

Each  wand'rino-  in  a  diff'rent  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  H')W  dreadful  was  the  hour, 
When  God  our  wand'rinffs  laid. 

And  did  at  once  his  vens^eance  pour 
I  Upon  the  shepherd's  head  ! 

3  How  g^lorious  was  the  o^race, 
When  Christ  sustain'd  the  stroke  ! 

His  life  and  blood  the  shepherd  pays 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  His  honour  and  his  breath 

Were  taken  both  away  ; 
Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death 
And  made  as  vile  as  tliey. 

5  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 
O'er  all  the  sons  of  men  ; 

And  make  him  s^e  a  num'rous  seed 
To  recompense  his  pain. 


HYMN  117,  lia  «299 

6       **  ril  give  him,  sailli  tlie  Lord, 
A  portioii  Willi  the  stu'iiju;; 
He  shall  p^'^sess  a  large  reward, 
And  hold  his  honours  long. 

HYMN  117.    C.  M.  (Hymn  144.  B.  1.) 

The  witntssing  and  sealing  spirit.     Kom.  viil. 

14,  lt>.  Eph.i.  Id,  14. 

1  WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Co  mourning  all  their  days  'i 
Great  Conilurier,  descend  and  hring 
fcorae  tokens  ot  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heiis  ot  heav'n  ! 
When  wilt  thou  banish  iny  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  torgiv'n  ] 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  wiiH  my  heart, 
That  1  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

I'he  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wing&^  celestial  Dove, 
W  ill  sale  convey  me  home. 

HYMN  118     C.  M.     (Hymn  145.    B.  1.) 

Christ  and  Aaron,  taken  from  Heb.  vii.  &  ix. 
1  JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
r2 


300  HYMN  118. 

2  They  first  their  own  burnt  off 'rings  bro't, 

To  purire  themselves  from  sin  ; 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  [Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 

Was  on  their  altar  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  off' ring  takes  away 
Forever  all  our  guilt.] 

4  [Their  priesthood  ran  thro'  several  hands 

For  mortal  was  t  .eir  race  ; 
Thy  tiever  changing  office  stands, 
Eternal  as  thy  days.J 

5  [Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

6  But  Christ,  by  his  own  powerful  blood, 

Ascends  above  the  skies, 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice.] 

7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory  reigns, 

On  Sion's  heav'nly  hill  ; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slaia. 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 

Before  his  Father's  face ; 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead- 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 


HYMN    110.  301 

HYMN  119.  L.  M.    (Hymn  146.  B.  1.) 

Character  of  Christ   borrowed  from  inanimate 
things  in  scripture. 

1  [GO  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet. 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet! 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace.] 

2  [The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Nature  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colours  not  her  own.] 

3  [Is  he  compar'd  to  wine  or  bread  1 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed ; 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Ig  bread  of  life,  is  heav'nly  wine.] 

4  [Is  he  a  tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  : 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough, 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too.] 

5  [Is  he  a  rose  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  ; 
Or  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  vallies  bless  the  rich  perfume.] 

6  [Is  he  a  vine  1  His  heav'nly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit ; 
O  let  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  living  vine !] 

7  [Is  he  the  head  ?  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  pow'rs  he  gives ; 


302  HYMN  119. 

The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  the  Spirit  and  his  love.] 

8  [Is  he  a  fountain  1  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  phigue  of  sin  and  death ; 
These  waters  all  my  soul  renew, 

And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too.| 

9  [Is  he  a  fire  1  He'll  purge  my  dross ; 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss; 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 

Au'i  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet.j 

10  [Is  he  a  rock  ?  How  firm  he  proves ! 
The  :iock  of  ages  never  moves; 

Yet  the  swct  streams  that  from  hira  flow. 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through.} 

11  [Is  he  a  wav  1  He  leads  to  God  ; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  wonld  I  wr»lk.  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill.] 

12  [  Is  he  a  door  ?  I'll  enter  in : 
Behold  the  pastures  la.ge  and  green; 
A  naradise,  divmely  fair  ; 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there.] 

13  [Is  hf-  design'd  a  corner  stone, 
For  men  to  build  their  heav'n  upon  ? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below.] 

14  [Is  he  a  temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majesty  and  pow'r ; 
And  still  to  hi«!  most  holy  place, 
AVhene'er  I  pray  I'll  turn  my  face.][. 


HYMN  120.  303 

15  [Is  he  a  star  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercin<jf  tl»e  shades  with  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

T  know  the  bright,  the  morning  star.] 

16  [Is  he  a  sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
^   His  course  is  jo}'  and  rigliteousness  ; 

Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears, 

To  chase  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears.] 

17  [O  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise  I 
There  he  displays  his  pow'rs  abroad. 
And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God.] 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 
Nor  heav'n,  his  full  resemblance  bears; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace. 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

HYMN  120.  L.  M.  (Hymn  147.  3.  L) 

The  names  and    titles  of  Christ ;  from  several 
scriptures. 

1  ['TIS  from  the  treasure  of  his  word 
I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 

Nor  art  nor  nature  can  supply 
Sufficient  forms  of  majesty. 

2  Bright  imajre  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  uiidiminish'd  rays  ; 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne.] 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  : 


304  HYMN   1«1* 

He  wears  a  fifimient  dipp'd  in  bload, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move^ 
The  Lam    resents  liis  injur'd  love. 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay> 
And  Judah's  h-n  tears  the  prey. 

&  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes. 
What  v»inninj^  titles  he  assumes! 
*'  Li^ht  of  the  world  and    -ife  of  men  ;" 
Ncr  bears  those  characters  in  \:ain. 

6  W^ith  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 
He  acts  the  Mediator's  part ; 

A  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fuifrls  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  lenjjth   the  Judge  his  throne  ascends^. 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends, 
And  saints  in  fuli  fruition  prove 

His  rich  variety  of  love. 

HYMN  121.  L.  M.   (Hymn  149.  B.  I.) 

Thp  offices  of  Christ ;  from  several  scriptures^ 

X  JOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  pow'r, 
That  e^er  men  or  angel.i  bore  ; 
Ad  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  Immanuel's  glory  forth. 

^  But  oh  !  what  condescending  ways 
He  takes  to  each  his  heav'niy  grace  f 
My  eyes  with  jny  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  ho  bears  to  me.- 


HYMN   121.  305 

3  [The  "  Anffel  of  the  cov'nant"  stands 
With  his  comtnision  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  salvation  known.] 

4  [Great  Prophet!  let  me  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidina^s  came, 

Of  wrath  appeasVI  of  sins  forjriv*n, 

Of  hell  subdu'd  aud  peace  with  heav'n.] 

5  [My  b  ijrht  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walkinc^  near  thy  side; 

0  let  nie  never  run  astray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way ! 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd ;  he  shall  keep 
My  wond'ring  soul  amongst  his  sheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears  the  lambs.] 

7  [My  surety  undertakes  my  cause, 
Answ'ring  his  Father's  broken  laws  ; 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt.] 

8  [Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest,  has  died, 

1  seek  no  6>acrifice  beside  ; 

His  blood  <lid  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  he  pleads  before  the  throne.J 

9  I  My  Advr  rate  appears  on  high. 
The  Fatht^r  lays  his  thunder  by; 
Not  all  that  earlh  or  hell  can  say, 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 

)0  [My  lord,  my  Conq'ror,  and  my  King. 
Thy  sceptre,  and  tWy  sword,  1  siag ; 


306  •  '    HYMN   122. 

Thine  is  the  vict'ry,  and  I  sit 
A  joyful  subject  at  thy  feet.] 

11  [Aspire  my  soul'  to  sflorious  deeds, 
The  "Captain  of  salvation"  leads  ; 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way.] 

12  [?^hould  death,  and  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mischief  on, 

*,  I  sshall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  dis})lays 
Salvation  in  more  soy'reign  ways.] 

HYMN  123.    L.  M.    (Hymn  I.    B.  2.) 
A  sono-  of  nroise  to  Gorh 

1  NATURE,  wi'h  all  her  pow'r.  shall  sing, 
God  the  Creator,  and  the  Kin^  ; 

Nor  air.  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  rBejTJn  to  make  his  orlories  known. 
Ye  seraphs,  that  sit  near  his  throne  ; 
Tune  your  harps  hifrh  and  spread  the  souiid, 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  FAIl  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Fxert  your  force,  and  own  his  name  ; 
Whilst  with  our  souls,  and  with  our  voice, 
We  sintj  his  honours  and  our  joys. 

4  [To  him  be  sacred  all  we  have. 
From  the  younir  cradle  to  the  orave  : 
Our  lips  shall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  every  word  a  miracle. 

5  [Tht-se  western  sh'^trrs,  our  native  land', 
Lib  safe  in  the  Almighty's  hand  ! 


HYMJf  124.  30" 

Our  foes  of  vict'ry  dream  in  vain, 
And  wear  the  captivating  chain.] 

6  [Raise  monmental  praises  hig!i 

To  him  that  thunders  thro'  the  sky, 
And  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown, 
Shakes  an  aspiring  tyrant  down. J 

7  [Pillars  of  lasting  brass  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  th'  eternal  name  ; 
While  trembling  nations  read  from  far 
The  honours  of  the  God  of  war.] 

S  Thus  let  our  flamins:  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts,  and  loudest  songs; 
Let  tliere  be  sung  with  warmest  joy 
Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

9  Yet,  mighty  God  our  feeble  frame, 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise, 
Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

HYMN  124.  C.  M.  (Hymn  2.  B.3.) 

The  Death  of  a  Sinner. 

i  MY  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
Damnation  and  the  dead  ; 
What  horrors  ^^eize  the  guilty  soul 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 

2  Iiing'ring  about  these  mortal  shores, 
She  makes  a  lonir  delay, 
'Til!  like  a  firmed  with  rapid  force. 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 
S 


30S  HYitfN   125. 

:3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful,  she  descends 
Down  to  the  fiery  coast, 
Amongst  abominable  fiends, 
Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  he, 
And  darkness  makes  their  chains  ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

.5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood 
For  their  old  guilt  atones, 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 

6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath 
Nor  bid  my  soul  remove, 
'Till  1  had  learn'd  ray  Saviour's  deatli. 
And  well  in&ur'd  his  love  ! 

HYMN  125.  G.M.  (Hymn  3.  B.  2.) 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  l 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
No;  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slo  \r 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

'3  Wh>  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  1 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay 


HYMN  1-26.  3{^ 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  be  blessM, 

And  soften'd  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  Head  1 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  shew  d  our  feet  the  way: 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  soundj 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints  ascend  tlie  skies. 

HYMN  12G    L.  M.  (Hymn  4   13.2) 

Salvation  in  the  Cross. 

1  HERE  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God, 
I  lay  ray  soul  beneath  thy  love, 
Beneath  the  dropj>ings  of  thy  blood, 
Jesus,  nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 
With  rage  and  lirrhtning  in  their  eyes, 
Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  heart  away, 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 

3  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  ine  thcn< 
Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  Yio. 
ResoWd  (for  that's  my  last  defence) 

If  \  must  perish,  there  to  die. 

4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear  : 
Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  1 


aiO  HY3IN    127 

Thy  vengeance  wiJI  not  strike  me  here. 
Nor  satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim  j 
Hoi^anna  to  my  dying  God. 
And  my  best  honours  to  his  name. 

HYMN  127.  C.  M.  (Hymn  6.  B.  2.) 
A  Morning  Song, 

I  ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  v/aking  eyes  : 
Once  more,  my  voice,  ihy  tribute  pay 
Tb  him  that  rolls  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  r^^news  the  sound, 
Wide  as  the  heav'ns  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  ^is  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tonjiue  shall  sj)eak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  ])ow'r  might  tread. 

And  1  could  neer  withstand  : 
Thy  justice  miiiht  have  crush'd  me  dead. 
But  mercy  held  ihine  hand. 

.">  A  th'usand  wretched  souls  are  fled 
Since  the  last  setting  su»i. 
And  yet  thou  l»Mi::th':iest  out  my  thrcad> 
And  yet  my  moments  run.] 


HYMN  128.  311 

<>  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
Whilst  1  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
.And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

HYMN  128.    C.  M.    (Hymn  7.  B.  2.) 

An  Evening  Song. 

1  Dread  Sov^eign,  let  my  evening  song 

Like  holy  incense  rise  : 
Assist  the  off 'rings  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Throui^h  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  uasstiii  my  guard, 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Incompass  me  around  ; 
But  O  \\ov/  iew  returns  of  love, 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  1 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied. 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roil? 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee. 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew'd'  by  thee. 

^^  Sprinkled  afresh  v/ith  pard'ning  blood 
i  lay  me  down  to  rest, 


312  HYMN    129^. 

As  in  the  embraces  of  my  God,. 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

HYMN    129.  C.  M.  (Hymn  8.  B.  2^^) 
A  Hymn  for  morning  or  Evening. 

1  Hosanna.  with  a  cheerful  sound, 

To  God's  upholding  hand  ; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  pow'r, 

That  raised  us  with  a  word, 
And  every  day  and  every  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  ev'ning  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 

We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 

That  waa  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  ! 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
To  seize  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin 

To  God's  revenging  law  ; 
We  own  thy  grace  immortal  King, 
In  every  gasp  we  draw. 

^  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safetv  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 


HYMN    130.  313 

HYMN  130.    C.  M.  (Hymn  10.  B.  2.) 

Parting  with  Carnal  Joys. 

1  My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight 

And  bids  the  world  farewell ; 
Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 

Nor  seek  your  friendship  more ; 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Lies  not  withm  your  pow'r. 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth 

That  suits  my  large  desire  ; 

To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd, 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mmd. 

5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 

The  gloiious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  Allsufficience  there. 
To  make  our  bliss  complete.] 

C  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road ; 
There  sits  my  Saviour  drest  in  love, 
And  there  my  smiling  Ciod. 
HYMN  131.  C.  M.     (Hymn  12.  B.  2.) 
Christ  is  the  substance  of  the  Lcvitical  Priest- 
hood. 
I  The  true  Messiah  now  appears, 


814  HYMN  13'2. 

The  types  are  all  withdrawn ; 
So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

2  No  smoaking;  sweets,  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kid  nor  bullock  slain  : 
Incense  and  spice  of  costly  names 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  ndtre  and  bis  vest, 
When  God  himself  comes  down  to  be 
The  oft* 'ring  and  the  priest. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below 
And  prays  for  us  above. 

5  Father,  he  crys,  forgive  their  sins, 

For  I  myself  have  dy'd  ; 
And  then  he  shows  his  opened  veins. 
And  pleads  his  v/ounded  side. 

HYMN  132.     L.  M.     (Hymn  13.  B.  1.) 

The    Creation^   Preserimtion    Dissolution^   and. 

Restoration  of  this  World. 

1  Sino^  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  skies, 

The  Lord  that  rear'd  this  stately  frames 
Let  all  the  nations  sound  his  praise, 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  form'dthe  seas,  and  form'd  the  hills, 

Made  ev'ry  drop  and  ev^-y  dvi«r. 


HYMN   13?.  3m 

Nature  and  time  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  first. 

3  Now  from  his  hiirh  imperial  throne, 

He  look  far  down  upon  the  spheres, 
He  hids  the  shinin,^  orbs  roil  on, 

And  round  he  turns  the  hasty  years^ 

4  Thus  shall  this  movin<of  engit.e  last 

'Till  all  his  saints  are  tjather'd  in, 
Tlien  for  the  trumpet's  dreadful  blast 
To  shake  it  all  to  dust  again  ! 

5  Yet  when  the  sound  shall  tear  the  skies, 

And  b^iiJning  burn  the  globe  below, 
Saint?.,  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes, 
There's  a  new  heav'n  and  earth  for  you^ 

HYMN  133.  S.  M.  (Hymn  14.  B.  2.) 
Tiic  Lnrd\s  Day ;    Or  Delight  in  Ordinances 

1  Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  l,ord  arise  ; 
"Welcome  to  this  revivinsj  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 

And  feasts  his  saints  to  day  ; 
Here  we  may  f-it  and  see  him  here^ 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

V.  here  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  swf  eter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 


ol6  HYMN   134. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  134.  L.  M.  (Hymn  15.  B.  2.) 

The  Enjoyment  of  Christ  ;   Or  delight  in   Wor 

ship. 
1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone, 

Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 

Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 

I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

3  My  heart  arrows  warm  with  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire  ; 
Come  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above. 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heav'nly  love. 

3  [The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 

In  beauteous  rows  at  thy  n^rht  hand, 
And  in  sweet  murmurs  by  their  side 
Rivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 

4  Haste  then  but  with  a  smiling  face, 
And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace  ; 
Biingdnwn  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 
And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine.] 

5  Rless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are  ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeminff  grace  and  dying  love. 

^  Hail,  great  Tmmaniiel   all  divine  ! 
Ip  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 


HYMN  135.  ol  r 

Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  Oiie,^ 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  aiigtls  known. 

HYMN  135.     L  M.  (Hymn  16.  B.  2.) 
Part  the  Second. 

1  Lord  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace, 
Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame  ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name. 

2  When  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  calls  good  and  great. 

3  While  such  a  Scene  of  sacred  joys. 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs^ 
Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away, 

A  long  an  everlasting  dny. 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 
To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light ; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love.' 

5  [There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  ^f  bliss 
And  pluck  new  life  from  heavenly  tn  *  s  I 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  besto'.v 

A  drop  of  heav'n  on  worms  below. 

6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  bund, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  1,*  nd  ; 
And  in  ihy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love,  a  glimpse  of  Thef.  ] 


318  HYMN  136. 

HYMN  136.  C.  M.   (Hymn    17.  Book  2.) 
Go(Vs  Eternity, 

1  RISE  my  soul  and  leave  the  ground, 

Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, 
And  rouse  up  ev'ry  tuneful  sound 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angels  made, 
Jehovah  hv'd  alone. 

3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime; 
Eternity's  his  dwelling  place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past, 
He  fills  bis  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

.5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too,' 
And  vast  destruction  come  ; 
The  creatures,  look  !  how  old  they  grow 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom. 

6  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 
And  flame  melt  down  the  skies, 
My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 
When  old  creation  dies. 

HYMN  137.    L.  M.   (Hymn  18.  B.  2.) 

The  Ministry  of  Angels. 
I  HIGH  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light 
The  King  of  gloiy  spreads  his  seat, 


HYMN  138.  319 

And  troops  of  angels  stretched  for  flight, 
Stand  uaitujo-  ic;und  his  awful  feet.  * 

2  "  Go,"  saith  the  Lord,  "  my  Gabriel,  go 
Salute  the  Virgin's  fruitful  wojjib  ; 
Make  haste,  ye  cheiubs  d;»vn  below, 
Sing  and  (jroclaim  the  Saviour's  come." 

3  Here  a  brijjht  squadron  leaves  the  skies. 
And  ihick  around  Elisha  stands; 
Anon  a  heav'nly  soldier  flies 

And  wreaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands. 

4  Thy  wing'd  troops.  O  God  of  hosts, 
Walton  ihy  wand'ring  church  below; 
Here  we  are  sailing  to  thy  coasts, 
Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  all  thy  servants.  Lord  ? 
At  thy  oomniand  they  go  and  come  ; 
AVith  cheerful  haste  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home. 

HYxMN  138.  G.    M.    (Hymn  19.  B.  2.) 
Our  Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver 

1  LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

]V(  r  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  tiie  sfrass  r^ir  bodies  stand. 

And  flourish  bright  and  nay  ; 
A  blastitirr  ^vi^d  sweeps  o'er  the  land,- 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 


320  HYMN  139. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ^ 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  built  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  the  Almighty  name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

[He  spoke,  and  straight  our  hearts  and  brains. 

In  all  their  motions  rose  ; 
Let  blood,  said  he,  flow  round  the  veins  ! 

And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 

6  While  we  have  breath  to  use  our  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  spirit  moves  our 'heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.] 

HYMN  139.  C.  M.    (Hymn  20.   B  2.) 
Backslidings  and  Returns  :  Or  the  Inconstana/ 
of  our  Love. 

1  Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

My  God,  my  cliief  deliglit  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee  no  more  by  night  1 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  1 

AVhere  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee.] 

^  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 
The  favor  of  thv  Jiracc, 


HYMN  139.  0'21 

My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

1  But  ere  one  fleetino^  hour  is  past, 
The  flatt'ririor  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  [Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 

With  fair  deceitful  charms. 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart, 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms. 

6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  soul. 

That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 
Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 

7  [Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain, 

And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief  ? 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 
lie  flies  to  my  relief: 

8  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise, 

He  draws  with  loving  bands  ; 
Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 

9  [Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight  ! 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight.] 

JO  [Make  haste  my  days  to  roach  the  goalj 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul. 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast.] 


322  HYMN  140. 

HYMN  140  S.M.    (Hymn  21   B.  2.) 

A  Song  of  Praise  to  God  the  Redeemer. 

1  LET  tlie  old  heathens  tune  their  st»ng 
Of  ^reat  Diana  and  of  Jove  ; 

But  the  sweet  theme  that  moves  my  tongue 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 

2  Behold  a  God  d'^scends  and  dies, 
To  save  my  soul  fr«>m  g-aping  hell ; 
How  the  black  arulph  where  Satais  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell  ! 

3  How  justice  frown'd  and  venw'eance  stood, 
To  drive  me  down  to  endless  pain  ! 

But  the  sfre;t  Son  proposed  his  blood, 
And  heavenly  wrath  grew  mild  again. 

4  Infinite  lover,  gracious  Lord, 
To  thee  be  endless  honors  giv'n  ; 
Thy  wond'rous  natne  shall  be  ador'd 
Round  the  wide  earth  and  wider  heav'ii 

HYMN  141.   S.M.    (Hymn  22.  B.  2.) 

With  God  there  is  terrible  3Iojesti/. 

1  TERRIBLE  God  that  reign'st  on  high, 
How  awful  is  thy  thund'ring  hand ; 
Thy  fiery  bolts,  how  fierce  thy  flv. 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  hell  withstand. 

2  This  the  old  rebel  ans^els  knew, 
And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  frown  : 
Thine  arrows  struck  the  traitor  throuo-h. 
And  wei'ihty  vengeance  sunk  him  down. 

3  Tliis  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  still, 


UYMN  14-2.  S23 

And  roars  beneath  the  eternal  load  ; 
Willi  endless  burnings  vvlio  can  dwell, 
Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God  7 

4  Tremble  ye  sinners  and  submit, 

Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne, 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet 
Or  his  strong  hand  shall  crush  you  down. 

5  And  ye  bless'd  saints  that  love  him  too, 
Wit!j  rev'rence  bow  before  his  name  ; 
Thus  all  the  heavenly  servants  do  ; 
God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame. 

HYMN  142.     L.  M.     (Hymn  23.  B.  2.) 
27ie  Sight  of  God  and  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  DESCEND  from  heav'n  immortal  Dove, 
Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, 
And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  these  inferior  things  ; 

2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ajjes  roll. 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

^  O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasant  sight 
Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne! 
There  sits  our  Saviour  crown'd  with  light, 
Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  pow'rs  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man. 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

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o24  HYMN  143. 

5  O  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
Willie  to  tiifcir  g-  »ldeii  harps  they  sing-, 
And  Sit  on  every  heav'nly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King  ! 

6  Wh'-n  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  [shall  mount  to  <!we.H  above, 
And  stand  and  bow  amongst  'em  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love  1 

HYMN   143.    C.  M.     (Hymn  28.    B.  2.) 
Death  and  Eternity. 

1  STOOP   d  wn  my  tho'ts  that  usM  to  rise. 
Converse  a  while  wi'h  death: 

Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pTants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feeble  down, 

His  puLse  IS  Taint  and  icw^ 
Then  speerhiess  with  a  doleful  groan. 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 

3  But  O,  tue  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaver  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies. 
And  track  its  wond'rous  way. 

4  Up  to  tlie  courts  where  angels  dwell. 

It  mounts  triunjphant  there, 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

Awd  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh.  i.  .  so.'ue  guardian  augei  nigh 
To  hear  it  sale  above. 


HYMN  144.  325 

<3  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 
My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
And  my  flesh  waits  f  )r  thy  command, 
To  drop  into  my  dust. 

HYMN  144.    C.  M.  (Hymn  29.  B.  2.) 

Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 
1  JESU*^   With  all  thy  saints  above, 

My  tongjue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  sound  aioud  thy  saving  love. 

And  sing  thy  bleeding  i>eart. 

^  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 
Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  sword, 
In  his  own  vital  flood. 

3  The  lamb  that  freed  my  captive  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains, 
And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl, 
Where  hell  and  horror  reigns. 

4  All  glory  to  the  dying  lamb. 

And  never  ceasing  praise, 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 
Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 
HYMN  145.  S.  M.      (Hymn  30.     B.  2.) 
Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1  [COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place  ! 


tiJiG  HVMN  145. 

Keligion  never  was  design'd 
To  make  our  pleasures!  ess.] 

J3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

That  never  knew  our  God, 
But  lav'rites  of  the  lieav'nly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  [The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. 

5  Ihis  awful  God  is  our's, 

Our  Father  and  our  love, 
He  shall  send  down  his  heav'niy  powVs 
To  carry  us  above. 

0  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,   never  sin  ; 
There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss. 
Should  constant  joy  create. 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below, 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  liope  may  grow. 

tJ  [The  hill  of  Sion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Bx^fore  v.'e  reach  the  heav'nlv  fields, 


HYMN  146.  327 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

10  Then  let  our  songrs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'   Irnmanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 

HYMN  146.    L.  M.  (Hymn  31.    B.  2.) 

Clirisfs  Presence  makes  Death  easy, 
1  WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  tinj'r;>ijs  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  \ve  dread  to  enter  there. 

H  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife 
Frji^ht  our  a!)pr'!anhing  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  a^ain  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  p'ison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  tlirouirh  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downv  pillows  are. 
While  on  Jiis  breast  I  lean  mv  head. 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetiv  there. 


HYMN   147.  C.    M.  Y Hymn  32.  B.  1 

Frailly  ami  Folly. 
I   H(^W  short  and  hasty  is  our  life; 
How  vnst  onr  soul's  affairs  !         . 
Yet  senseless  mortals  vainly  stnve' 
To  lavish  out  their  years.       ^ 


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:]28  uYMN  148. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  song 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  hig^h  invites  us  home  ! 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 
And  ever  hast'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  deserve  the  deepest  hell 

That  slight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  v*^^  ngeance  should  we  feel 
That  break  such  cords  of  love? 

5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sov'reign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race. 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

HYMN  148.  C.  M.  (Hymn  34.  B.  2.) 
Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit ;    or,  Fervencu 
of  Devotion  desired, 
1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sn^^-^^d  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

3  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  th«  se  trifling  toys  : 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

■H  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise. 


HoiN   149.  329 

Jlosannas'  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dyino-  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 

And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

Come,  Holy  SjDirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'aing  pow'rs, 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviours  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


HYMN  149.  C.  M.  (Hymn  35.    B.  2.). 
Praise  to  God  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 
1  LET  them  neglect  thy  glory  Lord, 
Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
But  our  loud  song  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

'2  We  raise  our  shouts  Oh  God,  to  thee, 
And  send  them  to  thy  tlironc  ; 
All  glory  to  the  united  three, 
The  undivided  One. 

•  I  'Twas  he,  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 
That  forin'd  us  by  a  word  ; 
'Tishe  restores  our  rnin'd  frame  : 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  ! 

4  llosanna!  let  the  earth  and  skies 
Repeat  the  joyful  sound; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal  round. 


;>t]0  HYMN  159. 

HYMN  150.    C.  M      (  Hymn  37.   B.  2.) 

1  Lift  up  your  eyfs  to  th'  heav'nly  seat 

Wl  ere  your  Redeemer  &tays  : 
Kind  intercessor,  there  he  sits, 
And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  'Twas  well,  my  soul,  he  died  for  thee, 

And  shed  his  vital  blood, 
Appeas'd  stern  justice  on  the  tree, 
And  then  arose  to  God 

tj  Petitions  now  and  praise  may  rise, 
And  saints  their  off 'rings  bung, 
The  priest  with  his  own  sacrifice 
Presents  them  to  the  King 

4  [Let  Papists  trust  what  names  they  please* 
Their  saints  and  angels  boast : 
We've  no  such  advocates  as  these, 
Nor  pray  to  the  heav'nly  host.] 

,5  Jesus  alone  shall  bear  my  cries 
Up  to  his  Father's  throne  ; 
He,  dearest  Lord,  perfumes  my  sigbe, 
And  sweetens  ev'ry  groan. 

(J  [Ten  thousand  praises  to  the  King, 
Ho?anna  in  the  highest ; 
Ten  thousand  thanks  our  spirits  bring 
To  God,  and  to  his  Christ.] 

HYMN  151.    C.  M.   THymn  38.  B.  2.) 

Love  to  God. 
I   Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 


ayMN  15^.  3^j 

Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledo^e,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reio-m. 
If  love  be  absent  there.  ^ 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  of  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode. 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

HYMxN  152.     C.  M.  (Hymn  42.  B.  2.) 
Delight  in  God. 

1  My  G  d,  what  endless  plea^^ures  dwell 

Above  at  thy  right  hand  ! 
Th«  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  stand  ! 

2  The  swallow  near  thy  temple  lies, 

A  id  chirps  a  cheerful  note; 
The  iRrk  mounts  upwards  tow Vd  the  skies. 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  presence.  Lord, 

We  shout  with  joyful  tongues  : 


33-2  HYMN  153. 

Or  sitting  round  our  Father's  board. 
We  crown  the  feast  with  songs. 

4  While  Jesus  shines  with  quick'ning  grace^ 

We  sing  and  mount  on  high  ; 
But  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
We  faint  and  tire  and  diev 

5  Just  as  we  see  the  lonesoitie  dove 

Bemoan  her  widow'd  state 
Wand'ring  she  flies  through  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate. 

6  Just  so  our  thoughts,  from  thing  to  things 

In  restless  circles  rove  ; 
Just  so  we  droop  and  hang  the  wing 
When  Jesus  hides  his  love. 

HYMN  153.    L.  M.    (Hymn  43  B.   2.) 
Chrhfs  Sufferings  and  Glory. 

1  NOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 
To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  ! 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'nly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  he    left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  the  bright  rohes  he  wore  above; 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  winjrs  of  everlasting  love. 


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3  (Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  eartli, 
lie  came  to  raise  our  nature  high  ; 
He  came  t'  atone  almighty  wrath ; 
Jesns  the  God  was  born  to  die) 


IIYMN    151.  333 

4  (Hell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around, 

Hvs  precious  blood  the  monsters  spilt; 
Whilfc  weighty  sorrows  pressed  hiia  down. 
Large  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.) 

5  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 
Th'  almigVity  captive  pris'ner  lay  : 
Th'  alrnijrht)  captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

0  Lift  up  youreyesjye  sons  of  light. 
Up  to  his  throne  hf  shining  orace  ; 
Soe  what  immortal  glories  sit 
Round  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  face. 

7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs 
Jesus  the  God  exalted  reigns, 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'nly  plains. 

HYMN  154.  L.  M.  (Hymn  44.   B-  2.) 
Hell:   or  the  vengeance  of  Cod^ 
WITH  holy  fear  and  l.unible  song, 

1  The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore, 
Rev'rence  and  awe  becotuts  the  tongue 
That  speaks  the  terrors  of  his  puw'r. 

^  Fa'  in  the  deep  where  darkness  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  despair, 
Justice  has  built  a  dismal  hell. 
And  laid  her  stores  of  vengeance  there. 

3  f  Eternal  plagues,  and  heavychaias. 
Tormenting  racks  and  fi'ry  coals, 
And  darts  to  inflict  immortal  pains, 
J>y'i\  in  blood  of  damned  sculs^ 


334  HYMN  155. 

4  There  Satan  the  first  sinner  lies, 
And  ro  >rs.  and  hites  his  iron  bands  ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 

Crush'd  with  the  weight  of  both  th/  hands.) 

5  There  guilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out  and  howl  beneath  tl)^  rod  ; 
Once  they  Could  scorn  a  Savj-iuv's  grace, 
But  they  incensed  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  sodI.  and  k  ss  the  Son  ; 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Savifiur's  call ; 
Else  your  damnation  hastens  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall. 

HYMN  155.  L.  M.  (Hym?j  45.  B.  2.) 
Gorl^s  Condescension  to  pur  Worship, 
1  THY  favours.  Lord,  surprize  our  souls; 
Will  the  eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 
"What  canst  ihou  find  beneath  the  poles, 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  1 

•2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne. 

And  please  his  ears  witi.  Ciobi-ioPo  oon^o, 
But  heavenly  Majesty  comes  down, 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  pur  tongues. 

3  Great  God!  what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  Jive     •  intiiiite  a.s  il;i.  e: 
Words  aro  but  air,  and  tc  gues  but  clay, 
But  thy  compassion  's  all  <  ivine. 

HYMN  156.  T..  M.  (Hymn  47.  B.  2  ) 

Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Person  of  Christ. 
1  NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 


HYMN  157.  32rj 

Awake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue ; 

Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim.. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Soii 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone.  ^ 

3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  p*»w'rful  God, 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star: 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands  : 
The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands  : 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  lustre  of  the  skies. . 

5  Grace  !   'tis  a  sweet  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ! 
Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  ground  I 

Q   Oil  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
\Vh*^i'e  he  unveils  his  lovely  face  ! 
^Vh^"*®  ^'^  '"^  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 

HYMN  157.  C.  M.  (Hymn  48.  B,2.) 
Love  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 
I  HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below  f 
How  false  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poiscm  too  ; 
And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 


336  HYMN  158. 

2  The  brij^litest  1  hinges  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flat'ring;  li^bt ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  dehght. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ? 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  'em  thence. 

3  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  t'ternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
Frf>m  all  created  good. 

HYMN  158.  C.  M.  (Hv'n  49.  B.  2.) 
Moses  dying  in  the  embrace  of  God, 

1  DEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 

If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
AVe  may  walk  th.^ugh  the  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  J  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  T  but  dime  to  Pisgali's  top. 

And  view  the  prorois'd  land, 
My  flesh  itself  should  lonar  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 


HYMN  159.  337 

4  elapsed  in  my  beav'niy  Father's  arms, 
I  would  fortret  my  breath, 

And  I'ise  my  life  a-.ion  ^  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 
HYMN  159.  L  M.     (Hymn  51.  B.  2.) 
God  tilt  Sun  equal  with  the  Father. 

1  B.  JGHT  Kmg   .f  Glory,  dreadiul  God  ! 
Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat : 
To  thee  we  lift  a  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 

^  [Thy  power  hath  formed  thy  wisdom  sways 
Ail  nature  with  a  sovereign  word; 
And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superior  Lord.] 

3  [Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 
And,  smilmg,  sit  at  thy  right  hand  : 
Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 

4  A  thousand  seraphs   strong  and  bright, 
Stand  rou.id  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who  amtmgst  the  sons  of  light, 
Pretends  coajparisoii  with  thee? 

5  Y<  t  there  is  one,  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Ihinks  It  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  lull  equality  with  God. 

6  [Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams: 
Tlifir  essence  is  forever  one, 

Tho'  they  are  known  by  dift''rent  names. 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  kSon. 


S38  HYMN    16Q. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ,  our  Kingy 
With  equal  honours  be  ador'd  : 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 
And  aJl  the  natioiis  own  the  Lord.] 

HYMN  160.  C    M.    (Hymn  54.  B.  2 

Gocfs  presence  is  light  in  dark-  ess, 

1  MY  God.  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights. 
The  glory  of  rny  brightest  days. 
And  comfort  of  nights  ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  3Iorning  Star, 
And  he  my  rising  Suru 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beam?' of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shews  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers — I  'am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word  ; 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord  T 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

HYMN    161.  CM.  f  Hymn  55.  B.  2.) 

Frail  life,  and  succeeding  eternity. 
X  THER  we  adore.  Eternal  Name, 
And  humbly  own  to  thee 


HYIN  162.  039 

How  feeble  is  (ur  inortal  frame  ; 
What  dvmg  worms  are  we  ! 

fj  [Our  w-as^inir  li'es  grow  shorter  still, 
As  months  ar.d  day^s  increa-^e  ; 
And  every  I  eatinii  pdse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  die  nunber  less. 

.3  The  yeai  rolls  ound.  and  steals  away 
Thf  .Meath^hat  first  ii  gave  ; 
Whace'er  w«  do,  \yiiere'er  we  be. 
We're  tr  v'ling  to  the  ^vave.] 

4  Dangers  taiid  ttiick  thro'  al!  the  groundr 
To  o'^'h  us  to  the  torab; 
A"dfi'"^e  diseahr^j  ivait  around, 
T/.  bnrry  mortals  i.-nje. 

.5  Good  God,  on  what  a  slender  .v^ead 
Hiins:  everlastmar  thin?-  r' 
Th'  eternal  slates  of  rill  the  dead 
UjKm  life's  feeble  .striiim^ 

Q  Inj&nite  joy,  or  endless  wo, 
Attends  i»n  every  breath ; 
And  yrt  how  uncon'  ern'd  we  j:?^^ 
I  pon  the  brink  of  d^—'' 
V    Waken.  O  Lord,  -~.^  j..-^,,  ^^  t^;{lbe 
To  walk  this  darig'rous  roa    ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  fuu.nd  with  liod. 

HYMN  16-2.  L   M.  (Hymn  57  B.  2.) 

Tke  pleasures  of  a  good  conscience. 
LORD.  h<i*;v  secure  and  blesi  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin 


340  HYMN  163. 

I 

Should  storms  of  wraih  shake  earth  &  sea, 
Their  minds  have  hea^^en  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sveeil^  o'er  their  heads. 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love; 
And  soft  and  sileit  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  miiutts  gently  move. 

3  [Quick  as  their  thought&their  joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  so  fast  avay  \ 
Thieir  souls  are  ever  brigit  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evemigs  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  hea-enly  hills. 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasu.es  grow  1 
And  longing  hope^  ^"<^  cheerfii.  smiles, 
»Lt  undisturb'-'  "P^»  their  brow.] 

''-  The/  "^^orn  to  seek  our  golden  toys  ; 
lut  spend  the  day  and  share  the  nitrht 
In  n'^mb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys, 
•^at  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

«      .  h"Je  u-retched  v/e,  like  worms  and  moles 
^^  §-'ov'ling  in  the  dust  below; 

^I'migluv  orrace,  renew  our  souls, 
And  we'll  aspiio  ..  ^,.„„  ,^^        ' 

H YM INT  1 « Q     r  \f    { '  I  vam  .58.  B .  2.) 

The  shortness  of  life,  and  the  goodness  of  God. 

1  TIME  !  what  an  e.Tipty  vapour  His 

And  days,  how  s\v  iff  they  are  ! 

Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 

Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  [The  present  moments  just  appear 
Then  slide  away  in  haste  > 


HYMN 


164.  ^41 


That  we  can  never  say— they're  herd: 
But  only  say—they're  past. 

ri  Onr  life  is  ever  on  the  win^, 
Aud  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  moment  when  onr  lives  begin, 
We  ali  begin  to  die,] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God  one  fleeting  days 
Thy  lasting  favours  share  ; 
Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

i5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 
And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love  ; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road 
That  leads  our  souls  above. 

6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round  ; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound; 
And  be  his  name  ador'd  ! 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song; 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes. 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong, 

Till  time  and  nature  dies.  ' 

HYMN  164.  C.  M.     (Hymn  61.  B.  2.) 

A  tkoughtof  death  and  glory. 

1  MY  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 

And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  claf. 
And  fly  to  unknown  laods. 

2  [And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb 


342  HYMN  165. 

This  laploomv  prison  waits  ior  you, 
^vhene'er  the  summons  come.] 

3  Ob  I  could  wp  flie  with  ♦h'>9t-  that  die. 

And  pJJicR  US  in  th^ir  stead  : 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  flj, 
And  converse  vyith  the  dead. 

4  Then  we  should  *!ee  the  saints  above 

In  their  own  glorious  for^ns. 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
io  dwell  with  mortal  worms, 

5  [How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 

I  hese  fetters  and  this  load, 

And  long  for  evening-  to  undress, 

That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 

6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay- 

Before  the  Pommons  come, 
And  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

HY\TN  165,^  C.  M.  (Hymn  62.  B.  2.) 

God  the  thimrLrer  ;  o/',  the  last  judgment  Sf  helL 
5     ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  h^^avenly  hosts, 
And  thou.  O  earth,  adore  ; 
Let  death  >nd  hpli,tbro'  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  SGurtding  chariot  shakes  the  sky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne  : 
There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 
Till  vengeance  darts  theni  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams — 

And  from  hie  awful  tongue 


BYMN  166.  430 

A  sovereififn  voice  divides  the  flameS} 
And  thun«fer  rolls  along  ! 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day, 

W  hen  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  siinner  do? 

He  once  dely'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now, 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

€  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 
To  blast  the  rebel  worm, 
And  beat  upon  his*naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm. 

HYMN  166.  C.  M    (Hymn  63.  B.  2.) 

A  J  liner  al  t/ioug  ht. 
1  HARK!  fioin  the  tombs,  a  doleful  sound  I 
Mine  ears,  attend  the  cry — 
"  Yo  living  men,  come,  view  the  ground 
'•  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

%  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
♦'  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  : 
*'  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  si  ill  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tpmb, 
And  yet  prepared  no  more  1 

4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  Jit  GUI'  swuls  to  fly  ; 


344  HYMN  IG7. 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dylngf  flesb,. 
We'll  rise  above  the  skj. 

HYMN  167.    CM.  (Hymn  66.  R  2.) 

A  prospect  of  heuven  makes  death  cast/. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  imrnortal  reign, 
Intinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-vvithViog  flow'rs  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
1  his  heavenly  landlrom  cur's. 

3  [Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Cana  -nstood^ 
While  Joidan  roU'd  between. 

4  'But  tim'rons  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  blink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away.] 

5  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove^ 

Those  gioomy  doubts  that  li^je — . 
And  »«ee  ihe  i  auaan,  thai  we  love, 
With  unL-eclouded  eyes: 

6  Could  we  hut  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscipe  o'er  ; 
^ot  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  iright  us  irom  the  shores 


HYMN  168.  345 

HYMN  168.    C.  M.  (Hymt  67.  B.  2) 

Go(Vs  eternal  dominion. 
1   GREA'r  God!   how  inliiute  art  thou! 
V\hat  vvorlhle!=s  vvotms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

,   2  Thy  throne  eternal  ag;es  stoorl, 
Ere  seas  or  star?  wpr<^  made  ; 
Thou  art   the  ever-living^  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie 

I  o  thine  immense  survey, 

Frocn  the  tormati<'<n  of  the  sky, 

To  the  g-reat  burning  day. 

4  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  v'ew; 
To  thee,  there's  nothing  oid  appears— 
Great  God  !  there's  nothing  new. 

5  G'.ir  lives  thro'  various  scenes  are  drawn^ 

And  vexd  with  trifling  cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  thou:^hts  move  on 
Thine  unrUsturhMafifairs. 

6  Great  God!  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  aie  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  rjvce  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

HYMN  169.  L  M.    (Hymn.  70.  B.  2.) 

43- tcf  s  dominion  over  the  sea-   I*-?.  i"v  i.  23,  &c. 
1   GOD  of  thesea^,  thy  ihundVing  voice 
Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice] 


046  BYMN    16^. 

And  one  soft  word  of*  thy  commanJ 
Can  sink  thenj,  silent,  in  the  sand. 

2  If  but  a  Mo!*es  wave  thy  rOd, 

The  sea  divides  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  stortny  tiood?  their  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chosen  arnaies  through. 

3  The  scaly  shoals,  amidst  the  sea, 
To  ihee,  th<^Jr  j..ord,  a  tribute  pay  ; 
Thp  meanest  tish  that  swims  the  flooci 
Leaps  up,  i*nd  means  a  praise  to  God. 

4'  [The  larafer  monsters  of  the  deep 
On  thy  co?nmaods  attendance  keep; 
By  thy  permisslx^R,  sporls  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempest  rears, 
Leviathan  lie*  still,  and  fears; 
Anon  he  lifts  his  nostrils  high, 
And  spouts  the  ocean  to  the  sky.] 

G  How  Is  thy  glorious  power  ador'd 
Amid.«t  tbes<^  wat'ry  nations,  Lord! 
Yet  the  holfj  men    that  tr;  ce  the  seas, 
Bold  men  refuse  their  Maker's  praise. 

7  [What  scenes  of  miracles  they  see« 
And  never  tuop  a  soni^  to  thee  ! 

\\  hiie  On  the  flood  they  safely 

They  curse  the  hand  that  smooths  the  tide. 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  wal'ry  graves,  . 
And  some  drink  death  among  the  uares : 
Y.^t  the  surviving  c/ew  blaspheme. 
Nor  own  the  God  that  rescuM  them.] 


HYMN    170.  Mif 

9  Oh,  for  some  signal  of  thy  han<l ! 

Shake  all  the  seas.  Lord,  shake  the  land! 
Great  Judg-e,  descend,  lest  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  who  rule  the  sky. 

HYMN  170.  C.  M.  (Hymn  72.  B.  2.) 

The  LonVs  day;  or,  the  resurrection  ofChristo 

1  B'est  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays 
Beheld  ou/  rising  God  ; 

That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  last  abode  ! 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 
The  dear  Redeemer  lay, 

Till  the  revt'iving  skies  had  broujfht 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 
To  hold  our  God  in  vain; 

The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name.  Almighty  Lord^ 
These  sacred  hours  we  pay  ; 

And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

-5  [Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King: 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas 

With  glad  hosannas  rmg.] 

HYMN  171.    S.  M.  (Hymn  74.  B,2.) 

Repentance  from  a  sense  of  di  nine  goodness ;  or, 
aconiplaint  of  ingratitude. 


348  '  HYMN  lr2. 

1  Is  this  the  kind  return, 

And  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  alloUr  hlessings  flow  ! 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  reduc'd  our  mind  ! 

What  strange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind  ! 

3  [On  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  ; 

For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men  : 

But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ;  fstone, 

Break,    sovereign     grace,    these     hearts    of 
And  give  us  hearts  bf  flesh. 

6  Let  old  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  we-pingeyes  ; 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN  172.  C.  M.  (Hymn  75.  B.  2.) 
Spiritual  and  eternal  jo  If ;  or  the  beaut  ijic  vision 

of  Christ. 
1  From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise, 

And  run  eternal  rounds, 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 


HYMN  173.  349 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 
►-iiall  death  itstii  outbrave, 

Leave  dull  mortality  beiiUid, 
And  tiy  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns. 
In  heaven's  unineasur'd  space, 

I'll  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure,  and  in  praise. 

4  Millionsof  ^ears  my  wond'ring  eyes 
Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove ; 

And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

5  [Sweet  Jesus  !  every  smile  of  thine 
Shall  tresh  endearmenis  bring. 

And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  spring. 

6  Haste,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  soul 
Up  to  thy  blest  abode  ; 

Fly,  for  my  spirit  longslto  see 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God] 

HYMN  173.    C.  M.  (Hymn  76.  B.  2.) 
The  resurrection  and  ascension  of  Christ. 

1  HOSANiNA  to  the  Pri^)ce  of  Light, 

Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay; 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  King  of  dread, 

Since  our  Immanuel  roj-e  ; 

He  took  tlie  tyrant's  sting  away, 

And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes 

V 


SoO  HYMN    iT4. 

3  See,  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  aloft; 

And  to  hir  Father  flies 
With  scars  of hmour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  Theie  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  scatters  blessings  down  ; 
Our  Jesus  tills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

5  [Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  bloss'd  abode  ; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise; 

Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Imraanuel's  praise.] 

HYMN  174.  S.  M.    (Hymn  80.  B.  2.) 

God^s  awful poicer  and  goodness. 

1  OH!  the  Almighty  Lord! 
How  matchless  is  his  power  ! 

Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, 
While  all  the  heavens  adore. 

2  Let  proud  imperious  kings 
Bow  low  before  his  throne  ! 

Crunch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things, 
Or  he  shall  tread  you  down. 

^       A^ove  the  skies  he  reigns. 
And,  with  amazing  blows, 
He  deals  in.-ufferable  pains 
Oo  his  rebellious  foes. 


MYUK  175.  851 

4       Yet,  everlasting  God, 

We  love  to  s)ieak  thy  praise  : 
Thy  sceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod, 
The  sceptre  ol  thy  grace. 

6       The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  iiur  Zu-n  well ; 
And  heavenly  aiercy  walls  us  round 
From  Ba  ylon  and  hell. 

6       Salvation  to  the  King 

Who  sits  ent/.ion'd  above  : 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  bless  the  God  of  love. 

HYMN  175.  C.  M.  (Hymn  81.  B.  2,) 
Our  sin  tkt  cause  of  Chrisr^s  death. 

1  AND  now  the  stales  have  lelr  mine  eyes, 

Noiv  1  begin  to  see  : 
Oh  the  curs  ii  (ieeds  my  sins  have  done  ! 
What  muid'ioua  things  t;.ey  be  ! 

2  Were  these  the  trait.:-rs  dearest  Lord, 

That  ihs  fair  body  lore  ? 
Monsters  that  stanrd  tiiose  lieaveiily  limbs 
With  floods  of  purple  grue  ! 

3  Was  It  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

IViy  dearest  Lord  was  slain  ; 
Wlienju>tice  seiz'd  ood's  unly  Son, 
And  put  his  soul  to  pain  ? 

4  Forcrive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  ; 
Hence  fr  m  my  heart,  ye  niius  be  gone, 
For  Jesus  1  adore. 


352  HVMN  17G,  nr. 

5  Furnish  me.  Lord,  with  heavenly  arm* 
From  grace's  maj»azme. 
And  I'll  prociaim  eleriia!  war 
With  every  darling  sin. 

liYMl  176.  C.  M.  (Hymv  83.    B.  2.) 
T'le  passion,  and  exahation  of  C.irist. 

1  THUS  .saitU  the  Ruler  of  the  skies  — 

**  Awake,  my  dreajful  sword: 
''  Awake    tny  wrath,  and  smite  the  man. 
''  My  fellow  "  saith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  leceiv'd  the  dread  conimuid, 

All  !,  anned     own  she  flies: 
tsus  submits  t'  his  Fatiier's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 

3  Bat,  oh  !    the  wisdom  and  the  jrrace, 

TliaT  join  with  vengeance  now  ! 
He  dies  to  save  our  auilty  race, 
And  yet  he  rises  too. 

t 

4  A  person  so  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  b'    slain. 
That  he  could  i^ive  his  smuI  away, 
And  take  his  hfe  ajrain. 

5  Live   fflorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high  ; 

Let  every  nation  sina^, 
An<l  anirels  sound,  with  endless  joy, 
The  Savi(>ur  and  the  Ring. 

HYMN  177.  S.  M.    (Hvmn  84.    B.  2.) 

The  same. 
X       COME,  all  harmoni.)us  tongues, 
Your  noblest  music  bring: 


HYMN    177  35ft 

'Tis  Christ,  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Clirist,  the  man,  we  sing. 

3       Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt ; 
Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  bloody 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 

3  [Alas!  the  cruel  spear 
Went  deep  into  his  side  ! 

And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 
Their  murd'rous  weapons  dy'd. 

4  The  waves  of  swelling  grief 
Did  o'er  his  bosom  roll  ; 

And  mountains  of  almiirhty  wrath 
Lay  heavy  on  his  soul.] 

5  Down  to  the  sliades  of  death 
He  bow'd  his  awful  head, 

Yet  he  arose  to  live  and  reign 
When  death  itself  is  dead. 

6  No  more  the  bloody  spear, 
The  cr«^Rs  and  umiIs  no  more  ; 

For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name, 
And  aljl  the  heavens  adore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  sits 
High  on  the  Father's  throne  ; 

The  Father  lays  his  vengeunce  by. 
And  smiies  upon  his  Son. 

B       There  his  full  glories  shine 
With  uncreated  rays. 


354  HYMN    17^?. 

And  bless  his  saints'  and  angels'  eyG» 
To  everlasting  days. 

HYMN  17S.  C.  M.     (Hymn  87.  B.  2.) 
The  Hivine  glories  ahov   our  comprehension. 

1  HOW  woHdrous  great  how  glorious  bright 

Must  our  Creator  be  ! 
Who  fhvells  amidst  the  dazzling  light 
Of  vast  infinity  ! 

3  Our  soaring  spirits  upward  rise 
T< w'r  1  the  celestial  thr-ne  : 
Fain  vv(»uld  we  see  the  blessed  Three, 
And  the  Aimigiity  One. 

3  Our  reason  stretches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  skies; 
But  still  how  i  r  ben.  atli  thy  feet 
Our  groy'ling  reason  lies  ; 

4  [Lord  here  we  bend  our  humble  souls. 

And  awfully  adore  : 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  onr  mind 
Can  strelci  a  thought  no  more.] 

5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rise 

Above  our  ia-)*!  insj  tonL'^ue  ; 
In  vain  the  iii^hest  sera pJi  tries 
To  f(»rm  an  equal  soij^. 

6  [In  humble  notes  our  fHitl<  adores 

The  great  rnysteri  us  Kin;;, 
While  angels  sTrain  iheir  n;-   ler  powers, 
And  sweep  th'  ji«ino)tal  stnng. 


HYMN  179,  180.  355 

HYMN  179     C.  M.     (Hymn  8S.    B.  2.) 
Sfilvation. 

1  SA[TATIOx\  !  oh.  the  joyful  sound! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears: 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  foi-  our  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay : 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
^Wbile  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  1>^0.  C.  M.  (Hymn  89.  B.  2.) 
Chrisfs  viaory  over  Satan. 
i  HO.SA>,NA  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 
The  prince  of  darkness  fljes  ; 
His  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell, 
Like  lighting  from  the  skies. 

"2  There  bound  in  chains  the  lions  roar, 
And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep  : 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  power 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

3  Hosanna  to  our  conquering  Kino- 1 

All  hail,  incarnate  love  I 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

4  Thy  vict'ries,  and  thy  deathless  fame, 

Jhrough  the  wide  world  shall  run  ; 


35G  HYMN  180.  -^ 

Ari(]  everlasting'  ages  sing 
The  r;i!ML'|>l)  thou  hast  won. 

HYMN   ISO.    C.  M.  (Hymn  01.  B.  2.) 

7\he  if  lor}/  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  OH.  the  dehirhts,  the  heavenly  joys, 

Tlie  filories  of  the  place. 
Wh'^'re  Jesus  sheds  the  hrig^htest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smilino['  on  his  brow  ; 
And  all  the  glorious  ranUs  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

•3  [Princes  to  his  iniperiel  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down  ; 
DoTiiinions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice- 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 

Thr.'High  every  heavenly  street  : 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down 
Submissive  at  his  feet. 

5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his,. 

That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
Higli  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand,. 
And  all  the  saints  adore. 

6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  glories  shin«. 
And  circle  it  around  I 


HYMN  182.  857 

7  This  is  tlie  Man,  th'  exaked  Man, 

VVIiom  we,  unseen,  adoie  • 
But.  when  our  eyes  »tch'*!.i  lii?  face, 
Our  iiearts  shall  l<*ve  limi  in   le. 

8  [Lord  !   how  our  souls  are  all  on  fire 

To  see  ihy  b!e«t  ab;)de  . 
Our  tonji'ues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise 
To  our  incarnate  God  ! 

9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  the  sight, 

We  lono^  to  leave  our  clay  ; 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  18-2.  C.  M.     (Hymn  92.  B.  2.) 

The  church  saved^  and  her  cnemio  disappointed, 

1  SH  >UT  to  the  Lord,  and  h^t  oui  joys 

Throuj^hthe  whole  nation  run  : 
Ye  western  skies,  r.'^sound  th«  noise 
Beyond  the  rising  sun. 

2  Thee,  mijrhty  God,  our  souls  admire; 

Thee,  our  rl'id  voices  sin  " ; 

And  join  with  the  celestial  clioir. 

To  praise  th'  eternal  Ring. 

3  Thy  power  thf  whole  creaiion  rules, 

And.  on  the  starry  skies, 
Sits  smilins:  at  the  wf^ak  designs 
Thine  envious  foes  devise. 

4  Thy  scorn  derides  thri-rfteblc  rage, 

And  when  an  awiul  frown 


358  HYMN  1  §8. 

Flinsfs  vast  confnpion  on  their  plotis^ 
And  shakes  their  Babel  down. 

5  [Their  secret  fires  in  caverns  lay, 

And  we  the  sacrifice  ; 
But  jjloomy  caverns  strove  in  vaia 
To  'scape  all  searching-  eyes. 

6  Their  dark  desisrns  were  all  reveal'd  ; 

Their  treasons  all  betray'd  ; 
Praise  to  the  Lonl.  who  broke  the  snare. 
Their  cursed  hands  had  laid  ] 

7  In  vain  the  busy  sons  of  hell 

Still  new  rebellions  try  ; 
Their  souls  shall  puie  with  envious  rage. 
And  vex  away,  and  die. 

8  Almisjhty  jrrace  defends  our  land 

From  their  malici«»us  power: 
And  let  us  with  united  songs 
Almighty  grace  adore. 

HYMN    183.  C.  M.  (Hymn  95  B.  2.) 

Look  on  Mm.  whom  they  pierced,  and  mourn. 

1  INFINITE  grief!  amazing  wo  ! 
Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

^  Oh  !  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns. 
His  sacred  body  tor©  ! 


HYMN    184.  aSd 

3  But  knotty  vvh  ps  and  ragjred  thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accuse  ; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  R  tman  bands, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twe'e  you,  my  sins    my  cruel  sins, 

His  chief  tormentors  wt^ie  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 

-5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  t!ie  vengeance  dowa 
ITpon  his  ouiltje.ss  h^ad  : 
Break,  break,  jny   lieart  —oh,    burst    jnine 
And  let  my  sorrows  bleed.  [eyCs, 

^  Strike,  miijbtyorace,  my  flinty  soul, 
Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  ief)entance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undissembled  wo  ! 

HYMN  184.  C.  M.  (Hymn  96.  B.  2,)    , 
Distinguishing   love  ;  or,    angels  punished  and 
man  saved. 

1  DOWN  headlonjr  from  the  native  skies 

The  rebel-an»iels  fell, 
•  Ar;d  tliunder-bolts  of  flaminjr  wrath 
Pursued  them  deep  to  hfll. 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  bliss, 

Rebellious  man  washuri'd; 
And  Jesus  stoop'J  beneath  the  grave, 
To  reach  a  sinking  world. 

3  Ob,  love  of  mfi  lite  degree  ! 

Tjnineasu ruble  grace  ! 


36d  HYMN  185. 

Must  Heaven's  eternal  Darling  die, 
To  save  a  trait'rojs  race  ? 

4  Must  angels  sink  forever  down, 

4nd  burn  in  quenchless  fire, 
While  God  forsakes  his  shining  throne, 
To  raise  us  wretches  higher  1 

5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  skies 

With  hallelujahs  ring, 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 
All  hallelujahs  sing  ! 

HYMN  185.  C.  M.    (Hymn  101.  B.  S^ 

The  tcorWa  three  chief  temptations. 

1  WHKN,  in  the  liijht  offaith  divine, 

We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  sensual  joyr 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too  ! 

2  [Honour's  a  pufF of  noisy  breath  ; 

Yet  men  expose  their  blood. 
And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  Whilst  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 

And  feed  on  shining  dust, 
They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust.] 

4  The  plensures  that  allure  our  sense, 

Are  dang'rous  snares  to  souls; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flat'ring  sweet. 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 


Hymn  1«6  361 

^  God  is  mine  all-sisfficitfiit  good, 
My  portion  .n^i  tuy  ciio  ce  ; 
In  liim  my  vast.  (ie*ires  are  tiil'd, 
And  aii  my  powers  rejoice. 

'i'  In  vain  the  vvorl*!  af'costs  mine  ear, 
And  tempts  my  \nfi\t  a  >e*^  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  bii-^s  s)  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  far  you. 

HYMN  I«6.  L.M.  {  iy^iN  102.  B.  2.) 

A  happy  resHrreciiori. 
J  NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  iu»  more, 
But  with  a  ciieerfVil  <»asr).  resign 
To  the  col. I  dui)2;eori  of  the  o'rave 
These  dyin'r.  with'rinj^  limbs  of  mine. 

H  Let  worms  devour  my   vvastin<j  flesh, 
A  id  crumble  ail  my  bont-s  to  dust, 
My  G(jd  shall  raise  mv  frame  anew, 
At  the  revival  t«f  the  just, 

il  Break,  sacrcfl  morninej,  throu^jh  the  skies, 
Brins^  that  delightfid,  dreadful  day  ; 
Cut  short  tlie  hours,  dear  L  >rvi,  and  come! 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  hnv  long  they  stay. 

4  [Our  weary  spirits  fiii  it  to  see 
The  li<iht  of  tiiy  re!urnin«^  face  ; 
And  hear  the  languaj^e  of  ;h;»se  lips 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace. 

5  Haste,  then  upon  the  winj^s  of  love^ 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleepin'j  clay  ; 
That  we  may  yni\  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 

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3G2  HYMN  187,  188. 

HYMN  187.    C.  M.   (Hymn  103.  B.  2.) 

ChjisVs  commhsion. 
4  COME,  hap[iy  souls   approach  your  GoA 
With  new  melodious  -ongs; 
Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 
That  pity'd  dyin:^  men, 

The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 

With  a  reven^incr  rod  : 
No  hard  comm  ssion  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvatioii  down. 

5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  yourwound^^ 

And  Nfipeyour  sjorrows  diy: 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Savn>ur's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

6  See,  dearest,  Lord,  our  willi  g  souls 

Accept  thine  otfer'd  gjuce  ; 
We  biess  the  great  tCedeeiner's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

HYMiN  1S8.  S.  M.    (Hymn  104.  B.  2.) 
The  f^ame. 
1  RAISE  your  triumphant  songS 
To  an  immortal  tune: 


HYMN   189.  30« 

Let  the  w'u]e  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sin**'  how  eteinal  Love 
its  chiei'  Brioved  ch'se, 

hn<\  bid  him  ruise  '»ur  .v»et'"hed  race 
From  their  ahvb.s  :)f";vt>es. 

3  His  hand  ri>>  rhiind^r  hears, 
No  terror    lorht^s  \vs  bro-.v  ; 

'No  bolts  to  drive  o»!r  giiiiry  souls 
To  fitMr>^'   flyriif??  b'dow. 

4  'Twas  ajeicv  fiD'd  the  throne, 
A. id  wrafij  stood  silent  by. 

Wiieu  Christ  vvas  sent  with  pardons  dowM 
To  rebels  dooai'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Lf't  hopeless  r^'vrrow  e  ase  ; 

Bo-,v  t(»  the  sceptre  if  his  love. 
And  Hke  the  offer'd  peace. 

6  L  ord,  we  ohev  thy  call  ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claiai 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  hrouo^ht, 
And  love  and  prai?e  thy  na<ue. 

HYMN  1S9.  CM.  (Rvmn  IVJy.  B.  2) 
J^epentonce  fiowifij^  frmn  the  patie.ncp.  of  God. 

1  AND  are  we  wret^  hes  yet  alive  1 
And  do  we  yet  r^he!  ? 
'Tis  boundless,  'tis  aniazitijr  love, 
That  bears  us  nn  from  hell ! 


364  HYMN  19Q. 

2  The  burden  of  our  weijrhty  guilt 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames  ; 
And  tlireat'nino;  vengeance  rolls  above^ 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almio^hty  joodneas  cries,  Fnrhear  I 

And  straight  the  Ihunder  stays  : 
And  dare  we   now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 

Too  long  indulged  our  sins; 
Our  achin^jf  hearts  e'e;;  bleed  to  see 
What  lebels  we  have  been. 

5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command  ; 

No  more  wib  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God.  thy  conq'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away 

HYMN  190.   C.  M      (Hvmn  107.    B.  2.) 
The  everlasting  absence  of  God  intolerable. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appoiiited  hour  makes  haste. 
When  J  must  stand  bef  )re  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

^  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart! 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 


HYMN  191.  365 

'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  [What,  to  he  banish'd  from  my  Hfe, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  ! 

To  hnffer  in  eternal  pain, 

Yet  death  forever  fly  ! 

5  Oil  !   wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
1  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 


And  hanji"  upon  thy  brea.«t 
Without  a  a^racious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

7  Oh  !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  2:raven  on  thy  hands  : 
Shew  me  some  promise,  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

8  [Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  aarain; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 

HYMN  191.  C.    M.    (Hymn  108.  B.  2.) 
Access  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  hy  a  Mediator 

1  COME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love, 
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366  HYMN  192. 

2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath, 

Anf\  <h()t  (ievourin r  flame; 
Our  God  appeal 'd  consuming  fire, 
And  vengeance  was  his  name. 

3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood, 

That  calm'd  bis  frowning  face  ; 
That  sprinUIe'!  o'er  the  burninii  throne^ 
And  turn'd  his  wrath  to  grace  ! 

.4  Now  we  may  b«w  before  his  feet. 

And  venturp  near  the  Lord; 
No  fiery  cherub  }>-Mards  bis  seat. 
Nor  doubie  framing  sword. 

B  The  peaceful  gutes  of  beav'niy  bliss 
Are  open'd  by  tiie  Son  ; 
High  !et  us  raise  fiur  notes  of  praise. 
And  reach  th'  Ai mighty  throne. 

6  To  thee  ten  thousand  tiianks  we  brings 
Great  Advocate  on  high  ; 
And  glory  to  the  e'ernal  King, 
Who  lays  his  fury  by. 

HYMN  192.    S.  M.  (Hymn  110.  B.  2.) 

Triumph  over  Death    in   the  Hour  of  Resurrec- 
tion, 

1  AND  ntust  tills  body  die  ? 
TKis  inortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  \).\\<\  these  iK-tivH  b)nbs  of  mine 
Lie  u-ouhi'rini?  in  the  clay? 

2  Corruptif.n.,  earth  and  worms 
Shall  but  rchne  this  ftesh. 


HYMN  19^.  S67 

Till  my  triumphaet  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  airesli. 

S       God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  Oiieii  Irom  the  skies 
Looks  down,  and  vvatcnes  all  my  dust, 
"lili  he  shail  oid  it  rise. 

4      Array'd  in  glorious  vrace, 
Shall  these  viie  bodies  sliine, 
And  ev'ry  shape,  and  ev  ry  lace, 
Look  iieav  niy  and  divine. 

4       These  lively  liopes  we  owe 
To  Jesiis^  dyinu  Jove  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below. 
And  sing  his  pow'r  above. 

6       Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  huuibie  songs, 
'Till  luues  of  nobiei  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMi*^  193.    C.  M.   (  iYMNllo.  B   2.) 

God  the  Avenger  of  his  Saint b  :  Or,  His  King- 
dom  iSu^retne. 
1  HIGH  as  the  heav'ns  above  the  ground, 
Reigns  the  Creator,  God  ; 
Wide  as  tiie  v,  hole  creation's  bound 
Extends  his  awiul  rod. 

3  Let  princes  of  exalted  state 
To  hini  ascribe  their  crown, 
Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 
And  cast  their  glories  down. 


^68  HYMN  194,  195. 

3  Know  tliat  Iiis  kin^  'om  is  supreme, 
Y<Hjr  iofty  thounh  s  are  vain  ; 
He  calls  yitM  gods,  tfiat  awful  name, 
But  ye  muat  die  like  men 

4.  Then  let  the  sovereigns  of  the  globe 
Not  dare  to  vex  the  just  ; 
He  puts  o'l  venf;eanc<^  like  a  robe, 
And  treaiis  the  worms  to  dust. 

$  Ye  j'idores  of  the  earth  be  wise, 
And  think  of  hesjv'n  witli  fear; 
The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 
Has  an  avenger  tliere. 

HYMN  194.   L.  M,  (Hymn  117.  B.  2  ) 
Limriar  (inrl  Difin^.  with  God  present. 
i   T  nAN\-)T  h.-ar  thine  aUsHHce,  Lord, 
M"  life  expires  if  then  depart  ; 
Be  th  Ml.  mv  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  horn  for  earth  or  sin, 
Nor  can  t  live  on  thit'gs  so  vile  ; 
Yet  I  will  Slay  my  father's  time, 

And  hope  and  wait  for  beav'n  c*  while. 

3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace, 
Let  me  resi  -n  my  fleetiui;  hrealli, 
And,  with  a  smile  upon  my  face, 
Pass  the  important  hour  ol  death. 

HYMN  195.  r.    M.  (Hymn  U9.  B.  2.) 

The  Holij  Scrijjtiire^.^ 
J  LADEN  ."  ifh  ;ruilt.  »nd  fuU  uf  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 


HYMN  196.  36» 

And  not  a  glimpse  of  lioj>e  appears, 
But  ill  iiiy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  father's  gmce 

Does  hII  luy  grief  ai^suo^e  : 
Here  1  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  ev'ry  page. 

3  [This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  peail  ."f  price  unknown  ; 
Thirit  merchant  is  diviueiy  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  my  thirst  ot  sin  ; 
Here  tJje  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
No  danger  dwells  therein.] 

5  This  is  the  .ludge  that  enls  the  strife. 

Where  wit  and  reason  ftiil ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  iiJe, 
Through  a  I  this  glooujy  vale. 

6  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  t  ighty  God, 

My  rovmji  Jeet  commanci  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  ha^py  road. 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN  196    S.  M.  (H.mx  120.  B.  2.) 

The  Law  and  Gospel  joimd  in  Scripture.. 

1       THE  Lord  declares  hi>  will, 
And  keeps  tiie  wo<iti  m  awe  ; 
Amidst  the  smoke  on  S''i/u''s  lull. 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  iaw. 


370  HYMN  197- 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And,  smiling  tr'>iu  above, 

Sends  do«.n  U.e  gospel  of  his  grace., 
Th'  epistles  of  his  love. 

3  These  sacred  words  impart 
Our  Maker's  just  comm.mds  ; 

The  pity  of  hi^  meltinjj  heart. 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands, 

4  [Hence  we  awake  our  fear 
We  draw  our  comfort  h'.^nce  ; 

The  arms  of  'race  are  treasur'd here^ 
And  armour  of  defence, 

%       We  learn  C'jnV  crucifv'd, 
And  here  l»ph(^1d  his  hlood  1 
All  arts  and  knowledjres^  beside 
Will  do  us  little  jrood.] 

6  We  read  the  heav'nlv  word, 
W>  take  the  offer' '  Trace. 

Obev  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  hi^  promises. 

7  In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 
Af^ainst  a  hook  divine, 

W^here  wrath  and  li-htninggruard  the  page, 
Where  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

HYMN  107.  L.  M.  (Hym^  I2L  B  2.) 

7^he  Law  an<f  Gospel  distirmnished. 
\  THE  law  commands  and  makes  us  know 
W^hat  duties  to  onv  God  we  owe  ; 
But  'tis  th»-  gospel  '^nust  reveal 
Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 


HYMN    198,  371 

"2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin. 

And  shews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been; 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgiving  love,  and  cleansing  grace. 

3  What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  that  fails  but  once  1 
But  in  the  gospel  i  hrist  appears, 
Pard'ning  the  guilt  otnum'rous  years. 

4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law  ; 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives  ; 
The  man  that  trusts  the  promise  lives. 

HYMN    198.     L.  M.    (Hymn  122.  B.  2.) 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

1  MY  God  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoutihts  I  rove, 
Forgetiul  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  n>y  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

One  sov'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 


372  HYMN   199,  20«. 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  findi 

HYftlN  1^^9.  C.  M.  (Hymn  128.  B.  2.) 
Cnrriipt  Nature  f rum  Adam. 
I  BLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Adam  our  lather  stood, 
'Till  be  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
"And  eat  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd ; 
Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  Vv'hile  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  reigns, 

Sin  is  the  sweetest  jjood  ; 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chains, 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God  !  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, 

Our  broken  pow'rs  restore, 
Inspire  us  wilh  a  heav'nly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit  !  write  thy  laNV 

Upon  our  inward  parts, 
And  let  the  second  Adam  drn\t 
His  imai^e  on  our  hearts 

.HYMX  200.    L.  M.  (Hymn  129.  B.  2.) 

We  nmlk  hy  Faith,  not  hi/  Siffhtl 
1   'TIS  hy  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 
We  walk  thro'  deserts  dark  as  ni^ht, 
'Tdl  Me  arrive  at  heav'n  our  home- 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  onr  light. 


BVMN  201.  873 

!2  The  want  of  si;^ht  she  well  supplief;, 
She  makes  ihe  pearly  gates  ajipear  ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  priew, 
And  hrings  eternal  glories  near. 

0  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desart  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heav'nly  ray, 
Thous^h  lions  roar  and  tempests  hlow.     ^ 
And  rocks  and  dangers  till  the  way. 

4  So  Ahrah'm  hy  divine  command, 
lieft  his  own  house  to  wAk  with  G')d  ', 
J  [is  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

HirMN2)l.  L.  M.  (Hymn  10.  B.  3.) 

Christ  Crucified:    The   Wisdom  and  Power  of 

God. 

1  NATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  obroi^d  ; 
And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 
Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God  : 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescn'd  man, 
His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood,  and  crimson  lines. 

»5  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete; 
Nor  wit  cnn  guess,  no;  reason  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 
The  pow'r,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 

•4  Here  I  behold  his  iumost  heart, 
Where  grace  and  veiijjeancestranj^elyjoin; 
r 


^74  HYMN    199. 

Piercing:  liis  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  nrjine. 

5  Oh  !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dy'd  I 
Her  noblest  life,  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

6  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 


BOOK  ni. 


Containing  a  Selection  of  Favourite  Pieces. 

HYMN  1.     L.  M. 

1  MAN,  in  his  first  creation   in  Eden  God  did 

place. 
The  pu'ilic  head  and  father  of  all  the  human 

race  ; 
'Twas  by  the  subtle  serpent  he  \ras  beguil'd 

and  fell. 
And  by  his  disobedience  was  doom'd  to  death 

aad  hell. 

^  Death  was  pronounced  against  him,  death 
was  the  penalty, 

The  law  of  God  was  broken,  and  must  fulfilled 
be  ; 

But  man  that  helpless  creature,unable  to  per- 
form. 

The  smallest  jot  or  tittle  to  build  his  hopojc 
upon« 

3  When  in   this  situation  a  promise   it    waflf 

made, 
The  ofi^spring  of  the  woman  should  braise  the 

serpent's  head  ; 
And  destroy  the  powers  of  darkness  that  man 

should  only  feel, 
The  malice  of  the  serpent   a    raging  at   his 

heel. 


'%7G  flYMN    I. 

4  The  scriptures  they  were  given  in  spirit  and 

in  truth, 
In  darksome  types  and  shadows  the  Saviour 

was  set  forth  ; 
The  saciitice   and  offering  beyond  the  altar 

s!ain 
No  blo()d  of  goats  or  heifers  could  take  away 

the  stain. 

5  Now,  at  the  time  appointed   Jesus    unveiled 

his  i'ace, 
Assumed  our  human  nature  and  suffered   in 

our  place  ; 
He  suffered  on    mount  calvary  he  ransomed 

all   for  me 
The  iaw  demands  attention  to  pay  the  penalty, 

6  With   rujTged  thorns  they  pierced  him    and 

nailed  him  to  the  tree, 
All  naairt-  .-eemed  to  m<»urn  to   behold  their 

cnie!  y ; 
But  juj'tice  cried  against  him,  come  pay  the 

sinners  due, 
The  Work    you've    undertaken,  you    surely 

must  go  through. 

7  They  laid  him  in  the  sepulchre  it  being  near 

at  hand. 
The  grave  it  c  >uld  not  hold  him  nor  death's 

cold  iron  hands  ; 
He   burst  the   bars   asunder  he   pull'd    their 

kiniidoms  down. 
3e's  (»v('rc«Mne  our  en«aiies  and  wears  a  stai*- 

ry  crovvB* 


HYMN  2.  377 

'9  Now  at  his  resurrection  to  Mary  he  ap- 
peared. 

Saying  ^o  tell  to  my  disciples  what  you  have 
seen  and  heard  ; 

Go  tell  them  I  am  risen,  my  suffering  time  is 
o'er, 

I'm  going  to  my  Father  to  reign  forevermore. 

9  He  came  to  his   disciples  he  found  them   all 

alone. 
He  gave  them  their  commission  to  make  his 

gospel  known  ; 
Sayinr  go    preach   it  to   all  nations  baptize 

them  iit  my  name, 
Begining  at   Jerusalem — for  there  I  suffered 

shame^ 

10  Go  preach  it  to  all    nations  that   they  may 

hear  and  kn«»vv. 
Go  publisii  free  salvation  that  men  to  heaven 

may  go  ; 
In  every  sore  temptation  I'll  a  speedy  succor 

send, 
And   so   I   will  be  with  you  until  the   world 

shall  end. 

HYMN  2.  L.  M. 

1  Hark,  my  soul !   it  is  the  Lord  !  jr 
'Tis  thy  Saviour   hear  his  word  ; 
Jesuj?  speaks,  and  speaks  to  tliee, 

"  Jfay    poor  sinner,  lov'at  thou  me  ? 

2  "I  deliver'd  tijeo  when  bound, 

*   And  when  w<  ij*»v?cd,  hfnV*i  thy  ivound; 
*'8uught  thoe  "aud'rinu-,  set  thee  rightj 
"  XuiiiM  iby  tiarkoeaj*  into  light. 


07S  BTTKN  3^> 

S     **  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 

*•  Cease  to  ward  the  child  she  bare;. 
*•  Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
*'  Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4     "Mine  is  an  unchangjing  love, 
'*  Higher  than  the  heiorhts  above  ; 
"  Deeper  than  the  deptfis  beneath, 
"  Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  deatli. 

$     "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon  ; 
"  When  the  work  of  grace  is  done, 
"  Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be, 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  V* 

a    Lord  it  is  ray  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 
O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 

HYMN  3.    P.M. 

1       THROUGH  tribulation's  deep 
The  way  to  glory  is, 
This  stormy  course  I  keep 
On  these  tempestuous  ^eas, 
^     By  waves  and  winds  I'm  tost  and  d"ive», 
Freighted  with  grace  and  bound  to  heav'n. 

3       Sometimes  temptations  blow 

A  dreadful  hurricane. 

And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  the  sides  break  in  ; 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
Tht  loilistViDg  wifids  and  surging  waves. 


HYMN  5.  ^'79 

3  When  I  in  my  distress, 
My  anchor  hope  can  cast, 
Within  the  pomises, 

It  hohls  my  vessel  fast ; 
Safely,  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides. 

4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 
And  heav'n  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  I  use, 

I  tufjf  and  toil  and  strive  ; 
Through  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day, 
make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heav'niy  breeze 
Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 
Before  the  pleasant  gale, 

And  runs  as  much  an  h.>ur  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 

0       Hid  hy  the  clouds  from  sight, 

The  sun  doth  not  appear, 

IS  or  can  I  in  tlie  night 

Behold  the  moon  or  star  ; 
Sometimes  for  days  and  weeks  or  more, 
I  cannot  see  the  sky  or  shore. 

7       As  at  the  time  of  noon 

My  quadrant  faith,  I  take, 
To  view  my  Christ,  my  sun  ; 
If  he  the  clouds  should  break, 

I'm  hapi)y  when  his  face  I  see, 

I  know  then  wherabout  1  be. 


380  HYBfX  S. 

S       The  Bible  is  »tiv  charf. 
By  it  the  seas  I  know  ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part, 
It  rocks  anrl  sands  doth  show, 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  ^orever  true. 

9       1  keep  aloof  fron?  pride. 

Those  rocks  I  pass  with  care  ; 
I  studiously  avoid 
The  whirlpool  of  despair. 
Fresumption's  quicksnnds  too  I  shun* 
Near  them  I  do  nor  choose  to  run. 

10       When  through  a  strait  I  go. 
Or  near  some  coa.>-t  am  drove. 
The  plummet  foith  i  throw, 
And  thus  my  safety  prove. 
The  Scripture  is  the  line  which  I 
Fathom  the  depth  of  water  by. 

11  My  vessel  would  be  lost 
In  spite  of  all  my  care, 
But  that  the  Holy  Ghost 
Himself  vouchsafes  to  steer. 

And  I  throuifh  all  my  voyage  wilf 
Depend  upon  my  steersman's  skiiL   m 

12  Ere  I  can  reach  heaven's  coast, 
I  must  a  a^ulf  pass  through, 
Which  dreadful  proves  to  most ; 
For  all  this  passaore  go. 

But  all  death's  waves  can't  me  o'erwhelra, 
If  God  himself  is  at  coy  throne^ 


1 


HrMN  4.       .  ISl 

13       When  throui^h  this  gulf  I  ^et, 
Though  r;)Ugh,  it  is  but  shoft, 
The  pilot  augeis  meet, 
To  brino  me  into  port. 
And  \vh  n  1  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
I  shall  be  sate  foreverniore. 

HYMN  4.    P.  M. 
WHEN  thou  my  righteous  JiHgre  shall  comc 
To  call  U\y  ransom'  ■  people  huue  ; 

Shall  I  among  th.-m  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  aiVaiW  t..  die 
Be  found  at  thj  right  hand  1 

2  T  love  to  meet  nmonc;  them  now, 
Before  thy  jrracions  throne  to  bow, 

Though  vve.;kest  of  thtrn  all. 
But  can  J  bear  th?-  pierrina  fhfvuirht, 
To  have  my  worthless  oanie  left  -lut] 

When  thou  for  them  shali  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  yrace  ! 
Be  tlh.u  dear  l.ord  my  hiding  pla^e, 

In  thit  expected  day; 
Thy  pard'nmg  v;>ice  6  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  nnbnlieving  fear  ; 

Nor  let  me  full  I  ;  ray. 

4  Let  me  am-mg  thy  saints  be  found 
Wh.-ne'r  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 

1"  see  thy  Mniling  face; 
Then  loud  throu  J,  all  rl.e  crowd  VU  sing 
Whde  h..av<.n's  resounding  m.n^ions  W 

yynn  shouts  ol  boundiess  grace. 


3S2  HYMN   5. 

HYMxN  5.  L.  M. 

1   LIFT  up  your  hearts,  Emmanuers  friends 
And  tast'-  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 
But  hast»!n  on  the  good  old  way. 


o 


Our  conflicts  here,  tho'  great  they  be. 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory  ; 
If  we  but  watch  and  strive  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

3  O  good  old  way   how  sweet  thon  art, 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart, 
But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

4  Tho'  Satan  may  his  powers  employ, 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy. 

Yet  never  fear,  ve'll  fjain  the  day. 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  piomis'd  land, 
Then  we  may  s'nof.  and  shotit  and  pray 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

6  Ye  valiant  ::ouls,  for  heav'n  contend, 
Remember,  glory's  at  t!ie  end. 

Our  God  will  wipe  all  t-ars  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  ;;ood  old  way. 

7  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore 
We'll  meet  with  tho&e  who've  gone  before. 
And  >hout  to  think  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 


HYMN  6.  386 

HYMN  6.     P.  M. 

1  WHAT  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear, 
'Tis  Gabriel's  triimfj  metiiiiiks  I  liear, 

Til'  expecte  I  day  is  come, 
Behold  the  heavens,  the  earth  and  sea, 
Proclaim  the  year  of  Jubdee, 
Return,  ye  exiles,  home. 

2  Behold  the  new  Jerusalem, 
Illuminated  by  the  Lamb, 

In  glory  doth  appear 
Fair  Zi)n  rising  from  the  tomb, 
To  meet  her  conq'ring  king  is  come,    . 

And  hails  the  Jubdee  year. 

3  The  last  loud  trumpet  soon  shall  sound, 
And  sleeping  millions  from  the  ground. 

Shall  mount  the  flaming  skies. 
T\ie.  sun  in  darkness  now  is  veil'd, 
And  all  the  pow'rg  of  hell  assail'd, 

Shall  sink  no  more  to  rise. 

4  Depart,  ye  cursed,  down  to  hell, 
With  devils  there  forever  dwell, 

No  more  to  see  my  face. 
My  precious  gospel  you've  abus'd, 
And  all  my  calls  of  love  refus'd, 

And  spurn'd  my  olFer'd  grace. 

5  See  parents  and  their  children  part, 
Sjrne  shout  for  joy,  some  bleed  at  heart, 

No  more  to  meet  again. 
In  fiery  chariots  Zion  iiies. 
And  quickly  gams  the  upper  skies, 

Fair  Canaan's  peaQeiui  plains. 

AA 


:J34  II  I'M  v  1. 

G  My  soul  is  strivini>'  to  be  there^ 
I  long  to  rlie  a«d  wing  the  air, 

And  join  the  host  above. 
Soon  I  shall  quit  this  house  of  clay. 
Clap  my  g'lad  wino's  and  soar  avva}> 

And  shout  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  7.    L.  M. 

1  Awake  my  soul  to  j^vful  lays 

And  sing  my  great  Redeenier's  praise^ 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  free. 

2  He  sa\r  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lovM  me  notwithstandir'2'  all  ; 
He  sav'd^me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness.  O  how  great. 

3  Thcmgh  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes^ 
Though  earth  ani  h.dl  mv  way  oppostf, 
He  safely  lead*  my  soul  along, 

His  loving  iiindness,  O  how  slronL^ 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  ahrays  stood, 
His  loving  kindness,  O  how  <'-ood. 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart, 
But  though  r  havf-  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving  kindness  changes  not. 

6  So;)n  siiall  I  pass  this  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail. 


O  may  my  Inst  exj)irinj^  breath 
Tli.s  loving  kinrlne^s  sijig'  in  death. 

7  O  mny  I  rise  and  scar  away 

To  the  bright  worldrs  of  endless  day. 
And  sin*,'  with  ra;  ture  am!  surprise 
His  loving:  luniijK'Ss  in  the  slues. 

HYMN  8.    L.  M. 

The  Gospel  Market. 
1   WHY  stand  you  Iiore  idle  mv  iVicnds  all  llie 
day. 
Your  moments  are  fleet: ng.  they'll  soon  pass 

away  ; 
Here  are  all  thini^s  provided  Ibr  simmers  un- 
done 
And  you're  all  invited  and  welcome  to  come. 

'2  Here's    mercy  and    };ardon,    here's  love  and 

free  grace, 
Here's  str^-ng  consohition-  here's  great    joy 

and  peace ; 
Here's  hope  ibr  the   hopeless  the   weiny  find 

rest. 
O  !  come  receive  freely  and  be  ever  biess'd. 

3  Here  are  ch;lhes  for  the  naked,  here  all  may 
be  v\m\, 

Here's  food  for  the  I)ungry.  your  souls  may 
be  hd^ 

Here's  manna  from  heav'ii,  tliis  food  is  di- 
vine. 

Fat  things  full  of  marrow  and  wine  well  re- 
fin'd.  ' 


386  HAMN  8. 

4  Here's  oil,  milk  and  honey  aplenty  in  st^e. 
Sufficient  for   hundreds,   yea,    millions  and 

more  ; 
Here's  balm  for  the  wounded,  here  s  strength 

f<..r  the  weak. 
Here    are    cordials   divine  provided  for  the 

sick. 

5  Here's   medicine  for  healing    all    given  out 

free,  ,        , 

Here's  eye-salve   for  eyes  to  make  them  to 

see,  ,  J     , 

The  maim'd  are   heal'd,   the   lame   made  to 

ThTdeaf  made  to  hear,  and  the  dumb  made 
to  taiU. 

6  Here  the  lepers  are  cleans'd  and  purgM  from 

their  sores  i     „ro 

Here   sinners    are   pardoned,    and  souls  are 

made  pure,  ,    . 

Here  all  that  are  willing,  are  easM  from  their 

HeCb'nd   slaves   aie   ransom'd  and  free'd 
from  their  pains. 

7  Here's  armour  and  weapons  for  soldiers  to 
A  breltplate,  a  helmet,  a  sword  and  a 
H^let^'poor  receive  riches,  a  crown  f;.  the 

Eternal  salvation,  and  life  from  the  dead. 


ii¥-AiN  9.  3S7 

8  O  !  como  Jill  yo  needy,  ye  poor  and  distressed. 

Come  and  receive  freely  and  be  ever  bless'd; 

O!  come  !   without  money,  to  Jesus,  and  buy, 

Then  love  him   and  praise  him   for  ever  on 

high. 

HYMN  9.     L.  M. 

1  WHY  should  we  be  affrighted,   at  pestilence 

or  war  ?  .     . 

Tiie   fiercer  be  the  tempest  the  sooner  it  is 

WithVesus  in  the  vessel,  the  billows  rise  in 

vain,  „     . 

They   only  will  convey  me  to  yon  i.lysian 

plain, 

With  glory  in  my  soul. 

2  This  is  the  land  of  danger,  and  foes  do  press 

me  hard,  .  ,i     ,        i  i, 

But  Jesus  Christ  has   promis'd,  that  he  will 

be  my  guard  ; 
There  I  shall  not  be  tempted,  above    what  1 

can  bear, 
When  fighting's  done,  exalted,  his  kingdom 

[  share, 

With  glory  in  my  soul. 

3  Though  sinners  they  despise   me,  and  laugh 
at  what  1  say,  ^ 

I  find  a  little   number,  walks  with  me  in  tne 

way. 
Come  on  my  loving  brethren,  they  laughed 
at  Jesus  too, 


8S3  HYMVO. 

The  Innrl   appear^?   before  us,  and  heav'n  iu 
onr  vi<^\v. 
With  uh»fy  in  my  soul. 

4  Althoufrh  my  flesh  is  mortal,  immortal  is  my 

hope, 
T'i!  try,  hke    holy  Moses,   to   jfain  the  moun- 

t:nn  top ; 
Tht  re  t>r.   Jehovah's  bidding,   with  cheerful- 

m-ss  I'll  die. 
And  thpi)  ascend  to  heav'n,  and  reign  above 

the  sky. 

With  glory  in  my  soul. 

5  I  feel  that  Jesus  loves  me,  but  why  do   I  not 

know. 
To  him  I'm  so  unfaithful,  in  what  I  have  to 

do  ; 
I  grieve  to   see  'my  failings,   but  he  does  all 

forjiive, 
Which  makes  me  love  him  more,  and  try  by 

faith  tt)  live, 

With  glory  in  my  soul. 

6  From  him  I  have  my  orders,  and  which  I  do 

obpy. 
I  fifid  his  Holy  Snirit,  ilhiminnles  the  wav  ; 
And  It  is  S)  doii-hiful.  i  mean  to  travel  on, 
'Til'  I  am   Culled   away,  to   receive   a  starry 

C''>wn, 

Wirh  glory  in  my  soul. 

7  We  soon  shall  reach  fair'^Canaan.  and  on  that 

l):i|>|)v  sh)re 
Bey>nd  the  reach  of  sorrow,  we'll  shout  for- 
evermore  ; 


HYMN  10.  389 

There  walk  the  goldea  pavements,  and  blood- 
wash  u  gaiMiHijt^  wear, 

\i  th  Jr^  '''''  ""'■  f^^""^"^^^^  ^«^  -^^^^^s  vvill 
WitJi  glory  iii  my  soul. 

With  gioiy  jn  my  soul. 

1  LLT  others  their  salvation  rest 

On  o.itvvard  forms,  or  distant  heav'n 

1  want  God's  kingdom  in  my  br.ast, 
And  there  to  feei  my  sijis  forgiv'n. 

2  Some  make  their  boast  of  cancei'd  sin. 
Before  the  worlds,  or  thev  were  made 
Whde  sfill  they  have  a  hell  within,       ' 
Jmagme  God  their  heav'n  decreed. 

I  While  others  think  some  law  fuIfiU'd 
By  Jesns  when  he  bled  and  died, 
Who  never  knew  salvation  seal'd 
His  life  or  death  to  them  appliU  ' 

While  others  do  their  suuls  destroy. 
Who  wait  for  death  to  find  a  heav'n  • 
JKet  stran^a^ers  to  the  heav'niy  i„v 
Or  the  new  birth,  and  ain^  fo/giv'n. 


390 


HYMN  11. 


5  But  I  can  trust  in  no  decree, 
Or  law  fultilied  by  Jesus  Christ, 
But  that  which  works  a  birth  in  me, 
And  brings  me  to  tlie  gospel  least. 

6  I  am  bv  nature  dead  in  sin,  . 
My  soul  bound  down  with  heavy  chains, 
Then  1  mu.t  have  my  Christ  withm, 
Or  else  m  death  my  soul  remains. 

7  I  have  a  hell  within  my  breast, 
For  there  is  all  my  weight  of  sin; 

Then  Christ  can  give  my  soul  no  rest, 
Unless  he  gives  a  heav'n  within. 

8  My  Christ  forhids  "  lo  here  and  there, 
The  secret  chamber  or  desert, 

And  tiien  he  doth  to  me  declare 
God's  kingdom  is  within  the  heart. 

c)  Then  in  my  heart,  O  Jesus,  reign, 
With  ihy  blest  kingdom  all  divine; 
Remove  mv  death,  break  ev'ry  chain, 
And  change  my  nature  pure  as  thmc. 

10  Then  shall  I  be  forever  blest, 

From  all  mv  sins  and  sorrows  fiee, 
A  peaceful  kinirdom  in  my  breast, 
And  I  forever  one  with  thee. 
HYMN  11.   C.  M. 

1  SWEET  a-e  the  gifts  which  gracious  heav' 

On  true  believers  pour  ; 

But  the  best  .Mfts  are  grace  to  know 

That  Jesus  Christ  is  ours. 


HYum  11.  391 

2  Dear  Jesus!  what  rich  drops  of  grace 
Descend  in  copious  showers, 

When  ruin'd  sinners  such  as  we, 
By  faith  can  call  him  ours. 

3  DiiTer  we  may.  in  age  and  state, 
Learning-  and  mental  power>  ; 
Yet  ail  tiie  saints  may  jnin  to  sing, 
Dear  Jesus,  tliou  art  ours. 

4  Let  those  who  know  their  Saviour  not, 
Deliii'ht  in  earth's  "ay  tiowers  ; 

We  glory  in  our  hetter  lot, 
That  Jesus  Christ  is  ours. 

5  Wnen  hope,  with  elevated  fiiaht, 
Toward  heav'n  in  raoture  towers, 
'Tis  this  sui>ports  our  vent'rous  wing, 
We  know  tiiat  Christ  is  ours. 

6  When  providence,  with  dark'ning  sky, 
On  things  terrestrial  towers, 

We  rise  superior  to  ihe  gloom, 
While  singing  Christ  is  ours. 

7  Time,  which  this  world,  with  all  its  joys. 
With  ea<rer  haste  devours, 

JMay  take  inferior  things  away, 
But  Jesus  still  is  ours. 

8  Haste  then,  dull  time,  and  terminate 
Tliy  slow  revfdving  hours, 

V/e  wish,  we  prav,  we  long,  we  pant. 
In  heav'n  to  call  him  ours, 

EE 


393  HYMN 


12. 


HYMN  12.  P.  M. 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert, 

Thro'  which  pi^riiiis  make  their  WAfi 
Yet  beyond  tnis  vale  of  sorrow, 

Lie  the  fielus  ».f  endless  day  ; 
Fiends  loud  hovvlm-'  throuiih  the  desert 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 

Ot  the  roughness  of  the  way  ^ 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you, 

And  your  vigor  to  dec.iy  1 
Jesus,  Jesus  will  go  with  you ; 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne  ; 
He  who  dy'd  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 

I       He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 

He  who  bitis  the  planets  roll ; 
He  who  rides  upcn  the  tempest,  ^ 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole  ^ 
Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels 

Ready  to  obev  command  ; 
They  are  alwavs  hov'ring  round  you, 

Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

4       There  on  flowery  hills  of  pleasure, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest ; 
Love  and  joy,  and  peace  forever, 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 

Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high, 
There  on  golden  harps,  forever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky^ 


HYMN    13.  393 

5  There's  a  million  flaming^  seraphs 
Who  fly  across  the  he  iv'niy  i)lain  ; 

There  they  sintj  immortal  praises; 

Glory,  glory  is  their  strain. 
But  methiiiks,  a  sweeter  concert, 

Makes  the  heav'nly  arches  ring; 
And  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 

6  O  their  crowns  !  how  bright  they  sparkle. 
Such  as  monarchs  never  wore  ; 

They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures  ; 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  there. 
Hail  !  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 
Grief  nor  sorrow,  pain  nor  anguish, 

Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

HYMN   13.    C.  M. 

1  Arise  and  shine,  ()  Zion  fair, 
Behold,  thy  light  is  come, 

Thy  ghnious  conq'rino:  King  is  near, 
To  take  his  exiles  home; 

The  trumpet's  thund'rinir  thro'  the  sky- 
To  set  poor  siiin-rs  i'we  ; 

The  day  of  wonders  now  is  nigh, 
The  year  of  Jubilee 

9  Ye  heralds,  blow  your  tr^umpets  loud, 
ThrougluiUt  the  eartle  and  sks  ; 

Go  spread  the  news  frcm  pole  to  pole, 
Behold  the  ju.lg'jient's  m<rh  ; 

Blow  out  the  *iun,    utn  up  ti'.e  earth, 
Consume  the  rolling  fl  'od  ; 

Whilst  every  star  ishail  disappear. 


394  HYMN    13. 

The  moon  turn  into  blood. 
3  Arise,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

B<-tore  the  Judoe  appear  ; 
All  toHL'-ues,  all  lanjiuaires  shall  come, 

Thc'ir  final  doom  to  hear  ; 
Kin^  lesus  on  his  azure  throne, 

Teu  thousand  angfls  roimd  ; 
While  Gah.iel  with  her  sdver  trump, 

Echoes  the  dreadful  sound. 

4     The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace, 

With  sinners  now  is  o'er, 
The  truup  m  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  he  blown  no  more  ; 
The  watchmen  ail  have  left  their  walls 

And  with  their  fiocks  above  , 
On  Canaan's  hai^py  shore  they  sing, 

And  fchout  redeeming  love. 

5  Come,  a  1  ye  pil<rrims  of  the  Lord, 

Whose  hearts  are  join'd  in  <.ne  : 
HolJ  up  your  hands  wilt,  courage  bold, 

Your  race  is  alm»»st  run  ; 
Above  the  clouds  behold  h  m  stand, 

And  smiling,  hid  you  conv  ; 
Whilst  angels  beckon  you  away, 

To  your  eternal  home. 

6  To  se*^  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies, 

W  ith  eiory  in  his  view  ; 
To  heav'n  he  lifts  his  longing  eyes, 

\nd  bids  the  world  adieu  ; 
While  friends  stand  weeping  all  around. 

And  loath  to  let  him  go, 


HYMN  14.  395 

He  shouts  with  his  expirin<T  breath, 
And  leaves  them  all  below. 

7     O  Christians  !   are  you  ready  now, 

To  cross  the  narrow  fi.>od  ? 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  behold, 

And  see  a  sojilinir  God  ? 
The  dnzzWwjr  charms  of  that  bright  world, 

Attract  my  soul  above  ; 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  grace, 

W  hen  perfected  in  love. 

S  Go  on,  my  brethren,  in  the  Lord, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  there  ; 
Although  youVe    to  travel   th'  enchanted 

Hold  out  and  do  not  fear.  [ground, 

Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  conq'ring  souls, 

The  land  keep  still  in  view  ; 
And  when  you  reach  fair  Canaan's  shore, 

I  hope  to  meet  with  you. 

HYMN  14.     L  M. 
i   COME,  brethren,  and  rejoice  with  me, 

For  Jesus  Christ  hath  set  me  free. 
From  that  which  did  defile  my  heart. 
And  made  me  from  my  God  depart. 
When  I  by  faith  receiv'd  him. 
He  fili'd  my  soul  up  to  the  brim 
With  streams  of  grace  and  love  divine, 
Whicli  proves  the  promises  are  mine  ; 
How  good  it  is,  how  sweet  to  me, 
O  tiiat  mankind  would  all  be  free. 

2  I  was  much  plagu'd  with  outward  sin, 
But  most  with  that  which  dweit  within, 

SB 


396     •  HYMN    14. 

Which  always  barr'd  my  Saviour  ou(, 
And  Kept  me  in  distressing  doui/t ; 
Bill  all  my  doubts  are  driv'n  away, 
By  brilliancy  of  gospel  day, 
Which  shines  so  clear,  I  must  believe 
That  I  do  in  my  Saviour  live 
A  life  of  love,  a  heav'n  below, 
I've  not  a  doubt,  I  feel  it  so. 

3  If  more  you  wish  to  know  of  mCy 
I'm  happy  now,  and  wish  to  be 
While  I  do  in  the  flesh  remain, 
'Till  I  return  to  God  again  ; 
For  I  do  feel  his  love  most  sweet, 
When  Mary  like,  I  Jit  his  feet, 
Do  claim  my  portion  of  his  love. 
Which  lifts  my  heart  to  things  above  ; 
He  gives  me  to  a  heav'uly  flame. 
Which  makes  me  praise  bis  holy  name, 

4  How  grateful  then,  ought  I  to  prove, 
For  the  sweet  tokens  of  his  love, 

AVhich    cheers    my  lipart    and   makes  me 
And  stamps  his  image  on  my  soul,  [whole 
A  debtor  great,  I  surely  be. 
To  him  whose  power  has  saved  me ; 
A  heav'n  of  love  he  hath  bestow'd. 
Which  stays  my  mind  on  him,  my  God ; 
And  what  does  much  increase  the  score, 
When  I  thank  him,  he  gives  me  more. 

5  A  happy  soul  indeed  am  I, 
My  mind  is  fix'd  above  the  sky 

On  things  divine,  at  God's  right  hand> 


HYMN    15,  397 

^Vhei-e  I  shall  see  that  friend  of  man, 
Who  pleads  my  cause  in  courts  above, 
And  gives  to  me  his  heav'nly  love, 
To  fit  me  for  that  blessed  place, 
Where  I'll  enjoy  his  fidlest  gr-dce  ; 
Wliat  holy  joy,  what  heav'nly  bliss, 
To  dwell  where  Christ  my  Saviour  is  ! 

fi  Come,  brethren  dear,  whose  joys  abound. 
By  hearinjr  precious  2^ospel  sound. 
Cheer  up  your  hearts  and  stron^r  believe 
In  Jesus  Christ,  who  ever  lives  ; 
For  thouo^h  your  race  is  not  quite  run, 
You  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun  ; 
Then  let  us  raise  a  holy  sonir,  "^ 
And  praise  him  as  we  pass  along, 
To  joys  above  where  we  shall  be^, 
Happy  in  vast  eternity. 

7  We're  happy  now  in  clogs  of  clay, 
But  what  is  that  to  open  day, 
Of  glory  beaming  all  around, 
Where  sin  and  grief  can  ne'er  be  found, 
How  happy  vve  shall  be  that  day, 
To  think  that  we  did  watcfi  and  pray, 
And  keep  our  garments  clean  and  white. 
Fit  to  appear  with  saints  in  light ; 
Quite  free,  O  then,  our  joys  will  be, 
And  so  remain  eternally. 

HYMN  15.    P.  M. 

i  BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear, 
I'oes  we  have,  but  we've  a  friend, 


398  "YMN  IG. 

One  that  loves  us  to  the  end  ; 
Furrt-ard    then,  wrh  courage  go, 

Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below; 
Soon  me  joytul  news  will  couje, 

Cnild,  your  Father  calls— Come  home, 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 

Lay  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
Satan  witlj  malicious  art, 

Walches  each  unguarded  heart ; 
Bat  from  Satan's  mahce  free  ; 

Saints  shall  soon  victorious  he  ; 
SoMU  tlie  joyful  news  will  come. 

Child;  your  Father  calls— Come  home- 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 

None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet  ; 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

L;Ue  the  foes  we  have  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 

Christ  will  also  conquer  these; 
Then  the  joyl'ul  news  will  come. 

Child,  your  Father  calls -Come  home, 

HYMN  16.     L.  M. 

1  ^VE'VE  found  the  rock,  the  travellers  cried,. 
The  stone  that  all  the  prophets  tried  ; 
Come,  children,  drink  the  l;almy  dew, 
'Twas  Christ  who  shed  his  bloud  for  you. 

2  This  costly  mixture  cures  the  soul. 
Which  sin  and  guiU  h:id  made  so  foul  ; 
O  that  vou  would  belie\e  in  Uod, 

And  wash  in  Christ's  most  precious  blood. 


HVMN  17  399 

3  O  henrken  children  !  Christ  is  come, 
'^Ihe  britlf  is  ready,  let  us  run  ; 

I'in  oflad  I  ever  saw  this  day, 

That  we  might  meet  to  prase  and  pray. 

4  There's  orlory,  jrlory  in  my  soul. 
Come,  mourners,  feel  the  current  roll ; 
Welcome,  dear  friend,  'ns  known  to-night, 
It  shines  around  with  dazzling  light. 

5  And  in  this  light  we'll  soar  away. 
Where  tliere's  uo  night  hut  open  day; 
O  children,  children,  bear  the  cross, 
And  count  the  world  below  as  dross.     ^ 

6  We'll  hear  the  cross  and  wear  the  crown, 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down  ; 

His  grace  will  feed  our  hungry  souls, 
While  love  divine  eternal  r  41s. 

7  His  fiery  chariots  make  their  way, 
To  welcome  us  to  en<lless  dav  ; 
There  glitt'rin;^:  millnns  we  shall  join, 
To  praise  the  Prince  of  David's  line. 

HYMN   17.     P.  M. 
1  COME  preci  >u.-;  soul,  and  let  as  take 
A  walk  becoming  you  and  me, 
And  whither,  my  friend. 
Shall  we  our  footsteps  bend 
To  Calvary  or  to  Gathsemane, 

^  "  O  Calvary  is  a  mountain  high, 

'Tis  niu  h  too  hard  a  task  for  me  ; 
And  1  had  rather  stay 
Jn  the  broad  and  pleasant  way, 


00  HYMN  17. 

Than  to  walk  in  the  garden  of  Gathsemane. 

3  It  would  not  appear  such  a  mountain  high, 
Nor  such  a  ta-^k    dear  sinner,  for  thee, 

If  you  lov'd  the  Man 
Who  first  laid  the  plan, 
Of  climbing  the  mountain  Calvary. 

4  *  I'd  rather  abide  in  this  pleasant  plain, 
My  gay  and  merry  friends  to  see  : 

And  tarry  awhile 
In  the  j)vs  of  the  world, 
Than  to  climb  up  the  mountain  Calvary. 

^  Your  ffay  companions  must  lie  in  the  dust, 
Their  souls  are  bound  for  misery: 

And  if  you  ever  stand, 

On  Canaan's  ha|>pv  land, 
You  must  climb  up  the  mountain  Calvary. 

6  *  There  is  no  pleasure  that  I  can  behold. 
And  it  I?  a  lonely  way  to  me  ; 

For  I  have  hen^rd  them  sty 
There  are  Lit.ns  in  the  iv  'y. 
And  they  lurk  in  the  mountain  Calvary.' 

7  It  is  a  peaceful  pleasant  way, 

Poor  uand'rinir  soul  coiiid  you  but  see  ; 

And  you  sliali  have  a  fruard, 

Yea,  the  Angels  of  God, 
To  coucflict  you  o'er  mountain  Calvary. 

3  I'd  rather  have  peace,  and  live  at  my  ease, 
Than  to  be  utflicted  thus  by  fhee; 
When  blooming  youth  is  ^on9 


HYMN  18.  401 

And  when  old  age  comes  on, 
I  will  climb  up  the  mountain  Calvary. 

9  There  is  no  hetter  time  than  youvjj, 
To  travel  the  mountain  as  you  see  ; 

NVhen  old  aj^e  <'.ome»  «.n, 
You  are  burden'd  with  sin. 
Then  how  can  you  climb  up  Calvary. 

10  *•  O  leave  this  melancholy  theme, 
I  cannot  enjoy  anv  jieace  for  thee  ; 

There  is  time  enoujih  yet. 
And  thf  jouiney's  n -t  sr,  i^reat, 
lean  soon  climb  the  mountain  Calvary. 

11  O,  haik.  I  hear  a  doleful  sound  ! 
You  greatly  shouid  alarmeti  be  ; 

-.  bloom  n  ;  v  outii  is  gone 
And  is  laid  in  tht^  tomb. 
Who  refused  to  i  limb  Mount  Calvary. 

12  '•  Alas,  I  know  not  what  to  do, 
You  greatiy  have  alarmed  me, 

For  in  sin  I've  gone  on, 
Till  I  fear  I'm  undone, 
Lord,  help  lue  to  climb  up  Calvary. 

13  O  tarry  not  in  all  the  plain. 

Lest  It  prove  a  dangerou-  snare  to  thee 
but  look  to  the  Man, 
Who  was  slain  for  your  sin. 

And  he'll  help  you  to  climb  up  Calvary. 

HYMN   18.     L.  M. 
1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  ■  or<l  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 


402  HYMN  18. 

Submit  to  all  the  WMys  of  God, 
And  walk  this  inrrow  happy  road. 

2  Great  fribulation  you  shnll  meet, 

But  soon  you  II  walk  the  g-  Iden  street  : 
Thons^L  hell  m^y  raire  and  ven   her  sf'ite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delio-ht. 

o 

3  I'he  happv  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  thro'  the  earth,  yea,  down  lo  hellj 
To  call  the  nations  jjreat  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  skies  in  burninir  flame, 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaim, 

T  he  world  must  hear  i'ud  know  their  doom 
The  separation  day  is  come. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marchin^f  home. 
And  all  the  anjrels  bid  them    come  ; 
While  Christ  the  JudL^e  their  joy  proclaims 
Here  comes  my  snjnts,  I  know  their  names^ 

6  Ye  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide, 
M»ke  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 

Ye  harps  of  heaven  come,  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood. 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line, 
Whose  glit'ring  robes  the  sun  outshine, 
See  saints  and  anaels  join  in  one 

And  m  irch  in  splendor  to  the  throne. 

S  They  siand  in  wonder  and  look  on, 
And  join  in  one  eternal  song  ; 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire. 
While  raplure  sets  their  hearts  on  fire. 


HYMN  19,20.  403 

HYMN  19.     P.  M. 

1   The  sun  sets  at  iii2:ht, 

^nd  tlie  stars  shun  the  day  ; 
But  "lory  remains 

When  the  liuht  fades  away  : 
Beii^in,  ye  admirers  of  Jesus'  hjve, 
Who  died  to  redeem  us,  and  raise  us  above. 

2  Keroember  the  night, 

VV  hen  his  sorrows  began, 
The  horrors  of  darkness 

That  fell  on  the  man  ; 
Why  so  faint  and  so  slow  does  your  gratitude, 

move. 
To  the  L.imb  that  was  wounded  that  sinners 

might  live. 

3  RejTiember  the  spot 

Where  in  ano^  iish  he  lay, 
The  sins  which  he  bore 

From  his  people  away  ; 
Now  faith  rises  hi^h,  we  exult  in  his  love 
W^ho  died  to  redeem  us  but  now  is  above. 

4  We'll  go  to  the  land 

Where  our  Saviour  is  gone, 
And  saints  shall  rejoice 

In  the  fruits  of  his  son, 
And  the  angels  shall  sing   halle'ujah,  Amen, 
All  glory   aud  praise  to    the    Lamb  that  was 

slain. 

HYMN  20.     P.  M. 
1  STOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 
Before  you  farther  go, 

FF 


404  HYMN  20. 

Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Ofeverlaslinii  wo  ? 
Hell  beneath  is  ga}>ing  wide, 

Veijgea.ce  waits  the  dread  command. 
Soon  will  sto|>  your  sj)«>it  ad  pride, 

And  sink  you  witu  the  damn'd. 

CHORUS. 

Then  be  entreated  now  to  stop, 
For  unless  you  warning  take, 

Ere  \ou  are  aware  you  11  drop 
Into  a  burning  lake. 

2  Say.  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  y^'ii  his  will  opp'se  1 
Fear  you  n<>t  that  iron  r<»d 

With  which  he  breaUs  his  foes  7 
Can  you  stand  in  ^hat  great  day. 

When  hi."*  judgm.  nt  »v  ill  proclaim  ; 
When  the  earlh  shall  melt  away, 

]iike  wax  before  the  danie  1 

3  Ghastly  dfath  will  quickly  come, 

And  draif  you  to  the  bar : 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom, 

Will  fill  you  with  'Jesp:n  - 
All  vour  sins  will  round  you  cro\r5 

Sins  of  a  blood  cnmso.    dye  ; 
Each  f>r  vengeam  e  cry  alou.i. 

And  wiial  will  you  reply  ? 

4  Thou/h  your  hearts  he  made  of  steel, 

Your  tor  heals  lin'd  with  bra.-s, 
God  at  len   th  wiW  make  you  fc«i  ; 
Jtie  will  not  kt  you  xJasa.^ 


HYMN  21.  40S 

Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Tli'>'  they  n^w  despij^e  his  j^race  ;) 

*'  Rocks  and  mountains,  an  us  fall, 
An  i  hide  us  i'rmn  his  face." 

£»  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 
You  may  his  mercy  know; 
Tho'  his  arm  be  lifted  \tp^ 

He  still  forbears  the  hlovir. 
It  was  for  sinneis  Jesus  (iied  ; 
Sinners  h'^  invites  to  come  : 
None  that  come  shjill  be  denied— 
He  says  tliere  stili  is  room. 

HYMN  21.     L    M. 

1  JESUS !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ! 
Asham'd  of  thee  wiiom  an,^els  prai«ie, 
Whose  glories  shi-ie  through  endless  days! 

9  Asham'd  of  Jesus  1    sooner  far- 
Let  eveni  if  b'ush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sh<^  Is  the  hea  'is  of   lijht  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  mi  iniifht  be  a  ham'd  of  noon  ! 
'Tis  mi  Iniiyht  with  my  soul,  tUI  he, 
Bright  moruing  star  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  •  that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hnpes  of  heaven  d   pend  ! 
No  -when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 


406  HYMN    22. 

5  Ashan'd  of  Jpsu-  !  yes,  I  may, 

ySi  [l^'n  >\e  no  guil    to  wash  away  ; 
No  tears  to  wire,  no  jyfood  to  cr  ve, 
No  fears  to  quell,  uo  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  1  boast  a  Saviour  slam 
And  O  may  this  my  glcry  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashara'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutifuis  J  will  prize, 

Take  up  my  cro-s  -the  slume  despise ;      m 
D--re  to  defend  his  n<  ble  cjuise,  ▼ 

And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  22.     L.  M. 

1  IVe  listed  in  the  holy  war. 
CiiUtent  ^^  irh  sufT'iinj:  soldiers  fare, 
The  banner  o'er  iny  he  d  is  love, 
Idr.w  ;:  y  rati«»ns  irom  above. 

2  I've  fought  through  many  battles  sore, 
And  1  m  ii?t  li   ht  ihiough  many  more, 

I  tMke  my  bieast-piitte  sword  a  .d  shield, 
And  bodily  march  into  the  tield. 

2  I've  listed  and  I  mean  to  fiirht 
Tdl  ail  my  foes  are  iniX  to  flight, 
And  when  the  coviquest  I  have  won, 
ril  give  the  |)raise  to  G»)d  alone. 

4  Come  fellow  christians  join  with  me, 
Come,  face  the  f'»e  and  never  flee, 
The  holy  warfare  is  begun. 
The  prize  is  an  imtnortai  crown. 


^ 


HYMN  2',^j.  40^ 

5  With  listinof  orders*  I  am  come, 
Enlist  with  lise  boti)  old  arid  yMinfr, 
With  iJi.nst     ou  may  acceptance  hud, 
For  hc'ii  receive  the  hait  and  -  imd. 

6  He's  gone  vi  tor  ons  <  n  beT-'ie, 
And  you  may  uravv  on  grace's  store, 
A  boii.ity  iiere  of  love  is  gi  en, 

And  gluriiius  crowns  laid  up  in  heaven. 


HYMN  23     P    M. 
THROUGHOUT  the  Saviour's  life  we  trace, 
Nothing  but  shams'  and  ceep  distress, 

iVo  period  eise  is  seen  . 
Till  he  a  spoties  victim  iell, 
Ta>tnitf  in  soUi  a  paintui  hell, 

Lau&Vi  by    he  Ciealure&in. 

2  On  the  cold  ground  n»ethinks  I  see 
My  Savi  ur   viiCv  1  and  [iray  tor  me  ; 

For  this  I  hiiji  adi»re  : 
S-  iz'd  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Bl  M)d  drops  did  force  their  passage  out 

Thro'  every  opening  pore. 

3  The  piercing  thorns  his  temple  bore, 
His  l;ac!v  with  lashes  ;dl  uastor^, 

Till  thou  the  honest:  iht  see; 
]M(;ckingtbey  pushed  him  hete  and  there, 
^[arking  Sis  way  w;ih  blood  and  teuis, 

Press'd  by  tlie  heavy  tree. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  painful  ciuT^e, 

Round  him  th^y  mock'd  and  made  tlieir  game 

At  length  his  cross  they  rear, 
And  can  you  see  the  miglitv  God, 


408  HYMN  S4, 

Cry  on!  benenth  '^in'-  heavy  load, 
Without  one  thankful  lear  ? 

5  Thus  veilM  In  hinnanlty. 

He  dies  in  nngntsh  on  the  tree  ; 

'hat  toHiiue  hiis  grief  can  te!l  : 
The  shudd'nng '*«>cks    heir  he'd-*  recline 
The  njornino  ^nn  refus'd  to  shine, 
When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

0  Thn««  was  llje  sun  in  darkness  vfiPd 
AVIien  Christ  u|)'»n  t'ue  cross  was  n-  il'd 

The  fa  ni  d,  ciir>ed  iree  ; 
He  sigh'd.  he  grnan  d,  'tis  fihish'd  now, 
And  thus  his  glwr'ous  hpnd  did  bow, 
And  shook  mount  Calvary. 

7  Shout,  brethren,  siiout  in  so^g*  divine,     * 

He  dia  k  the  jjjall  to  give  is  wine, 

To  qu  iicn  our  ;jarchin«^  thirst  ; 

Seraph  ,  ad-ancn  yout  vfMces  briber, 

Bride  oithe  Lavnb,  uni'e  Ihe  <  boir, 

Anil  p  aise  t  e  preciou    ChfiSt. 

HYMN  -34.     L.  M. 

1  NOW  in  a  sonT  of  sjratefnl  praise, 
Try  mv  dear  Lord  my  voice  i  II  r..isc, 
Witl'/all  'he  saints  I'll  join  to  tell 
My  Jesus  has  done  rdl  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  bis  ffl'^rious  rnwer  confess, 
H's  wisdoin  all  his  w^'rks  express  ; 
But  O  hi«!  lov'^  what  ton^u'  can  tn\ ! 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  tbins:9  well. 


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HYMN  24.  409 

H  I  spurn'dhis  ^race — I  broke  his  laws, 
But  yet  he  und   rtook  my  cause, 
To  save  me.  thot!;Th  I  di  1  rebel ; 
My  J^sus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
WhU  'nercy  has  ^^e  made  me  proxe  ! 
Mercv  which  doth  all  praise  excel ; 
My  Jesus  hrtth  done  all  things  well. 


5  If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Di  '  on  me  lay  his  chasrnm^rod, 

Knew  whatever  me  befel, 
My  Jesus  would  do  all  things  well. 

6  Thouofh  many  a  fiery  flaming  dart 
H-'^  aim'd  to  wmnd  me  to  the  heart 
With  this  1  all  their  rage  expel, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  thingii  well. 

7  Oft  time*'  my  Lord  his  face  did  hide 
To  make  me  pray  or  kill  my  pn^'e  ; 
Yet  on  my  mind  it  s'il!  doth  dwell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

S  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath  : 
Then,  th -n,  my  happv  suul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


0  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rii^e, 
A  'd  join  sweet  ser  tphs  in  the  skies, 
Ab^^'ve  the  re<t  this  note  sliall  svvell, 
M>  Jesus  hath  dpneall  things  well. 


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i\{X  IIVMN  25. 

HYMN  25.     P.  31. 

1  HAIL  y?  folio  vers  of  the  L^nib  I 
Ye  who  love  the  S  vi«  ur's  lanie, 
Who  are  cl  an^'d  with  par  I'liiiig  bloody 
Go  wiih  us  the   w-y  i:  good. 

2  EtPrna]  life  we  h?ive  in  view. 
While  we  on  our  way  pursue, 
March  with  us  on  th<^  heavenly  read,. 
Go  with  us,  the  way  is  good. 

3  Come,  ye  sinners  sick  and  sore. 
Flee  fr(^m  sin  anH  Sntan's  power, 
W  Ik  the  path  which  Je-us  trod, 
<jo  with  us,  the  wny  is  gpod. 

4  Le  've  the  world  ■<^r)d  s<  ek  th^  Lord^ 
Re«d  and   >  editate  hi"*  word, 

T  ke  it  for  your  co  >-tant  jiui  ie, 
Go  with  U",  the  w  ty  is  good. 

5  Come,  ye  ag'^d,  come  ye  young, 
Everv  nation,  every  tonaue, 

S 'und  the  Siviour's  praise  abroad. 
Go  witii  us,  the  way  is  good. 

4)  D'Mibting  «oul=,  dismiss  your  fears, 
M  u  -ing  -^ou'S.  dry  up  yourtenrs, 
C'>nie,  and  h^ar  tUe  Sni  ur*s  word? 
G  »  with  us,  the  w  >y  is  good. 

7  Ne'^dy  sinners,  doubt  no  more, 
Jesus  has  ;in  ample  store. 
Richest  wine  and  choicest  food, 
^0  with  us,  the  way  is  good. 


HYMN   26.  411 

8  Bur^lenM  soul-?  oppr^^s'rl  with  grief, 
Jesus  fi'v-eiy  s^raMts  reliefs 
He'll  Kersiove  your  h'tvy  load, 
Go  with  us  t'le  XVHv  is  ^<»ocl. 
HYMN  26.     P.  M 
1  YE    chil'lren  of  Jesus,    who  are    bounfl     for 
the  Kingloni 
Attime  all  y»)ur  v..ic^s,  a'ul  hp'p  nrjp  fusing, 
^S  veet  iTJthenis  of  praises  to  my  lovi  g  Jesus, 
HFor  he   is   my  Propiiet,    my    i  riest   an>l    rny 


King  : 


eu  J  ^sMs  first  found. me,  to  hell  I  was  go- 
ing, 

His  lov  '  did  surr'  und  me,  and  sav'd  ""®  ^^fcjtt^ 
fuiii  ;  IP^ 

He  kindly  embrac'd  me,  and  sweetly  he  kis- 
seH  me. 

And  taught  rue  al'ud  his  sweet  praises  to  sing. 

2  Whv  shouM  you  go  mourning  from  such  a 
physician, 

Who  is  able  and  willing  your  sickness  to 
cure  ! 

Come  tn  him  believing,  tiiough  ba  1  your  con- 
diiion, 

Hi'^  Father  has  promis'  I  y^^ur  c^sp  to  ensure  : 

My  soul  he  hath  healed,  my  heart  he  rejoic- 
es. 

He  brought  me  to  Zion.to  join  the  glad  voic- 
es ; 

I'll  serve  hi-n  and  prai"*'^  him.  and  always  a- 
<\o^e  him, 

Till  we  meet  hiin  in  heaven  where  parting's 
no  more. 


412  HYMN   2C. 

S  My  heart's  now  in  heaven,  to  Jesus  aseend- 
ed, 

I'm  bonno  to  press  on  to  the  mark  for  the 
piize  ; 

And  vvhen  my  temptations  and  trials  are  en- 
ded, 

On  wings  of  bright  seraphs  my  soul  will  a- 
rise, 

0  chrijstians,   Vm  happy  in  this   contempla- 

My  Soul  it  drinks  in  the  sweet  streams  ^'^j^^B 

1  long  to  be  flying  that  T  may  be  vieing  ^l 
^ijf/itb  the  tallest  archangel  that  shouts  in  the 

Ig^M      skies. 

4  Cheer    up,   ye  dear  pilgrims,   for  Canaan**   > 
bet'T^'  you  ;  1 

We'll  scale  the  bright  mountains,  still  shout- 
ing free  irrace. 

On  Zion's  fair  borders  we'll  sing  hallelnjabs, 

Anl  sit  in  the  smiles  of    Ininianuel's  face, 

To  those  who  there  enter,  there  is  no  return- 
ing. 

No  sorrow  nor  sighing,  no  weeping  nor 
mourning. 

But  joyfully  feasting,  and  shouting,  and  sing- 
ing 

All  glory  to  Jesus,  svho  brought  this  free 
grace. 

£  My  soul's  -ull  of  glory,  why  should   I    stay 
longer. 
Bright  anj^els  in  heaven  now  call  me  away, 


HTTMN  27.  413 

My  spirit  in  Jesus  grows  stronger  and  strong- 
er, 

My  soul  now  exults  to  behold  the  glad  day   : 

O  Christians !  O  (Jhnstiaiis  !  O  had  you  not 
ratlier, 

Be  shouiiijg  in  glory  with  your  blessed  Fath- 
er ? 

Where  clouds  and  temptations,  and  pain  and 
vexation,  ' 

Pre  all  lost  forever  m  perfect  bright  day. 
his  moment  the  angels  are  hovering  around 
us, 
And    joining  with    mortals    to    praise  their 
sweet  King  :  ^.t*' 

And  waiting    for  Jesus  to  call  and  to  cro#n 


us. 


To  make  the  bright  arches  of  heaven  to  ring. 
There  with  our  dear  Saviour  we'll  meet  one 

another, 
The  wife  and  the    husband,    the    sister    and 

brother, 
In  the  highest   measures    of  love's   sweetest 

pleasure, 
Salvation  thro'  Jrsus,  forever  we'll  sing. 

HYMN  27.     P.  M. 

1  YE  children  of  Zi«)n,  who're  a ming  for  glo- 
ry, 
Fn listed  with  Jesus,  to  .]   ht  aiainsl  hell, 
New-Canrian's   bngdt  borders    aie  now  just 

before  you, 
Ihrougi*  Jordan's  pr«jud   billows  its  banks 
over  bwell : 


414  HYMN  27. 

Ten  thousand  have   cross'd  it,  and   are  now 

in  heaven, 
A  shouting  and   praising   the    great    One  in 

Seven  ; 
And  I  hope  my  Saviour  will  bring  us  all  over, 
In  the  land  of  sweet  Canaan  forever  to  dwell. 


1 


2  This  m:\kes  my  heart  merry,  it  fills  me  with 

slory, 
That  toiling  and  laboring  one    day    will 

e'er  : 
At  the  feet  of  my  saviour   I'll  there    tell 

story, 
When  sin,  pain  and  sorrow,  can  reach  us  no 

more 
Be  bold  and  couraoreons  and  fe  ir  not  the  devil, 
Thoujjh  he  should  speak  of  you    all    manner 

of  evil  : 
Altho*  hell  en-ages   yet  Je-us  ensranes 
To  bring  us  all    shouting  to  Canaan's  bright 

shore. 

3  Like  ships  on  the  ocean,  we're  tost  by   com- 

motion : 

But  Chri^^t  is  the  pilot,  and  he's  a  sure  sruide  ; 

When  sick  and  afflicted,  kind  love  has  a  lo- 
tion. 

Which  flows  in  abundance  from  Jesus'   side. 

Though  Satan's  wild  whirlwinds,  like  de- 
luges ro;iring. 

With  floods  of  teinptations,  as  hail  down  a 
pouring  ; 

Though  devils  should  haunt  you,  yet  let  them 
not  Haunt  you, 

For  Jesus  rules  over  the  wind  and  the  tide- 


HYMN  27.  415 

1  I  feel  his  love  blazing,  my  spirits  are  raising, 

Had  I  an»el's  pinions,  away  I  wouM  go  ; 

And  see  that  bright  city,  and  hear  angels 
praising, 

And  ail  the  enjoyment  of  glory  to  know  ; 

To  tho^e  blessed  Seven,  that  shine  thro'  all 
heaven, 

All  glory  from  saints  and  from  angelsjae  giv- 
en ; 

My  heart's  all  on  fire  ;  my  Jesus  draws  nigh- 

fttk       ^*'  • 

^^klis  love  like  an  ocean,   all  through  me  doth 
IPF        flow. 

5  His  love  so  constrains  me,  this  carlh  can't 
contain  me  : 

My  soul's  like  a  buttle  that's  filled  with  new 
wine, 

'Tis  grace  that  supports  me,  or  glory  would 
crush  ine, 

AVhen  flames  from  sweet  heaven  all  round 
rfiie  doth  shine. 

Bright  angeis  attend  me  where'er  I  am  going; 

Sweet  Jesus,  direct  me,  whate'er  J  am  louig, 

A  subject  of  wonder,  on  which  angeis  pon- 
der. 

That  beggars  are  rais'd  to  a  life  so  divine. 


mwM^. 


A 


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i 


Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 
Ah!  whither  should  I  f?o 

And  can  I  yet  delay  25 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found  27 

Ah  !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess  40 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have  64 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise  70 

Author  of  taith,  eternal  word  78 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  78 

Adam  descended  from  above  82 

Author  of  our  salvation,  ihee  93 

Almiffbty  Maker,  God  101 

A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace  105 

An  inward  baptism  of  pure  fire  122 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear  1-^2 

And  are  we  yet  alive  146 

And  let  our  bodies  part  151 
All  thanks  to  the  lamb,  who  gives  us,  &c.    155 

Arm  of  the  Lord  awake  awake  167 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day  176 

And  am  I  born  to  die  186 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die  187 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail  188 


INDEX  417 

And  must  I  be  to  jucla:n»ent  broutjht  194 

Awake  my  lieart,  a;ise  mv  t'^ngue  250 

Au-akeoiir  souls,  anay  our  fears,  256 
Aiifl  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes         351 

And  are  we  wrotch«^'syet  alive  3G3 

And  must  this  body  die  3(30 

Awake  mv  soui  ti>  joyf(d  lays  38-1 

Arise  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair  393 

B 

jiBlow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  -.       5 

B- iuif  of  beiuiy,  God  of  l"ve  60 

Be  It  my  only  wisdom  iere  61 

Bid  nw.  of  men  beware  61) 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind  76 

Blest  be  our  everiastiiiji  Lord  87 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love  150 

Behold  !   with  awful  pomp  197 

B!<'ss,  O  my  soul,  the  livng  God,  223 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone  233 

Beh'.df!  the  glories  of  the  Laujb  2  '3 

Beh<>ld  tlie  ^race  appears  244 

Behold,  what  wond'rous  u^race  261 

Bury'd  in  tlie  shadows  of  the  nipht  2*^0 

Blest  are  tite  humble  s.  u's  tiiat  see  ^282 
B:hohi  the, wretch,  wh*»&e  lu^ts  and  wine     291 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree  294 

Bright  King  of  *  lory,  dreadful  God  337 
Blest  morning,  wliose  young  dawning  rays  347 

Bless'd  with  the  joys  ol  innocence  372 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here  397 

■    C 

^onie,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy  -8 


418  INDEX 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord  16 

Come,  Holy  Spirit.  Iieaveiily  Dove  57 

Come.  Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghcst  60 

Conje,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  pmve  94 

Celestial  Dove,  descend  from  hig!.  97 

Come,  Father,  Son  and  Holy  ?  host  98 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  99 

Come,  Savi  lur,  Jj^sus,  from  above  119 

Come,  I  (frd,  and  claim  me  for  thy  own  I'JO 

Come,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart  125 

Comf  on,  my  partners  in  distress  13S^ 

Chddren  of  the  heavenly  King  140  ' 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine  149 

Cotnfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace  160 

Come,  Holy  Gho>;t.  our  "earts  inspire  179 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad  2'^1 

Come,  dearest  Lord    descend  and  dwell  296 

Come    we  that  love  the  Lord  3"J5 

Come,  iloly  Spirit    heav'uly  Dove,  328 

Come   all  harmonious  ton^fues  352 

Coiiie,  haopy  souls  approach  your  God  362 

Coif»e,  let  us  lift  oui  joyful  eyes  865 

Come    brethren    and  rejoice  with  me  395 

CoiTje  precious  soul,  and  let  »is  take  399 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed  401 

D 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near  162 

D<^at  !  may  dissolve  my  body  now  252 

Dre  d  Sov'reign.  let  my  evening  song  311 

Df  .scend  froiM  heav'n  immortal  Dove  3*23 

Death  f-annot  make  «)ur  souls  afraid  336 

Down  headlong  from  the  native  skies  359 

Dark  and  ihoruy  is  the  desCit  393[ 


INDEX  '  41^ 

E 

Extended  on  a  cursed  tree  80 

Eieniai  Fijvver,  vvuuse  ijigh  abode  88 

Eieniai  beam  ol  ugbl  di.ine  ltJ8 

Equip  me  lor  liie  war  114 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan  l45 

EarJ)',  m^  God,  vvIth^.ut  delay  213 

F 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  32 

Fain  would  1  go  to  iiiee,  my  God  34 

Fountain  of  lite    to  all  l»elow  43 

Father,  I  strt  tch  my  hands  tii  thee  SO 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  stnne  ^4 

Father.  1  dare  believe  ll»7 

For  ever  here  niy  rest  shall  be  101 

Fondly  my  foolish  heart  essays  144 

Father,  if  justiy  still  we  ( laiin  159 

Fa|lier  ol  me  and  alt  mankind  1(36 
Father,  our  i  earts  we  lift                              '     lOS 

Father  of  mercies,  m  thy  word  1^0 

Father!  1  sin;i  thy  won«i'rous  grace  215 

Fr<  m  age  to  age  exalt  liis  i  ame  2-i5 

From  all  that  dwell  belov\  the  skies  2til 
I'ar  froai  niv  thoughts,  ^am  world,  begone  3i6 
From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise         348 

G 

God  is  in  this  and  every  place  80 

Gr-at  God,  indulge  my  hum  le  claim  53 

Gf>d  of  all  grace  and  maj^^^ty  55 

Gracious  Redeem*- r,  shake  G7 

Give  me  a  sober  mind  70 

Great  Ood  !  to  me  the  sight  afford  74 


42^  INDEX 

Glory  to  God  on  high  96 

Ood  of  eteriia!  truth  and  jjrace  123 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracjoiis  power  131 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  134 

Giver  of  concord,  prince  of  peace  154 

God  of  all  consolation,  take  156 

God  of  my  life   h^oR  ^iently  down  206 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  214 

God,  my  snp(>orter  and  my  hope  217 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Zi.n  sinj^s  2  9 

Great  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just  '^'% 

Go  preach  my  gospel,  sutii  the  Lord  293' 

Go  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet  301 

Great  God  !  how  inlinite  art  thou  345 

God  of  the  seas,  thy  thuud'ring  voice  3^5 

H 

Ho  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigli  13 

How  sad  our  state  by  natuie  is  29 

How  can  a  sinner  know  71 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  78 

Hail.  Father,  Son,  and  H(dy  Ghost  85 

H'*lv  as  tlion,  O  Lord,  is  none  86 

Hoii  !   holy,  h  ly,  holy  Lord  89 

H  w  happy  every  child  of  grace  100 

Hai!  !.thou  once  despised  Jesus  101 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace  103 

Holy,  and  true,  and  rightecuis  Lord  113 

He  Wilis  that  I  should  holy  be  124 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round  129 

Hark,  how  the  watchmen  cry  142 

Hi<rh  on  ^lis  everlasting  thr'»n8  160 

How  happy  is  the  pilgiim's  lot  184 
He  comes  !  He  comes  !  the  Judge  severe     194 


INDEX  421 

How  did  my  h'^art  rejiMco  to  hear  2-?6 

H'>s  inna  to  the  royol  Son  24S 

Hi>\v  strono-  thine  arm  is    nii<fhty  God  256 

Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high  265 

How  henvy  is  the  niorht  2S1 

How  larjr*^  the  promise  !   how  divine  2w') 

Hud  I  'he  tonjiUf^s  of  Greeks  and  Jews  296 

Here  at  thy  cross,  my  dyinir  'Jod  3t"9 

H«>s  nna   with  a  cheerful  sound'  312 

Hiiih  on  a  hill  of  dazzUtiir  ij:  ace  3!8 

W  How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  327 

Happy  the  heart  x.here  srac  s  reig-n  881 

How  vain  are  all  thini^s  here  lieiow  335 

Hark  !   froro  the  tondis,  a  dolefu!  ^^ound  343 

Hossana  to  the  i*i  ioce  of  Litjiit  ;i49 
How  wond'rous  j^reat,  how  <»i!>ri()iis  brii>!it  ^'54 

Hossana  t )  our  conqu'rinjj,'  Kino  355 

Hi^has  the  he^^v'ns  above  the  ground  367 

Hark,  my  soul  !  it  is  the  [,ord  377 

Hail  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb  4i0 

I 

I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God  4^Q 

I  ask  the  gift  of  righteousness  72 

Into  tiiy  gracious  hamJ-;  1  fall  l-S 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  liiS 

If  now  I  have  acceptance  found  126 

I  the  good  fii>!  t  have  fought  lt)5 

I  loni»-  to  beh<dJ  Him  array'd  181 

I  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries  229 

-  Is  there  anibition  in  m\  heait  2^-8 

I  left  my  banner,  saith  the  Lord  253 

Is  this  the  kind  return  348 

Infinite  gr.ef  I  amazing  wo  358 
II                                             ' 


422 


l.N'DEX 


I  cannot  bear  thine  absence.  Lord  368 

I've  listed  in  the  holy  war  406 

J 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day  19 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  fame  31 

Jehovah,  God,  the  Father,  bless  51 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  Word  58 

Jesus,  my  strength ^  my  hope  65 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  br(>ther,  friend  66 

Jesus,  whose  glory's  streaming  rays  75 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command  91 

Jesus,  we  thiis  obey  92 

Jes'.is,  thou  everlasting  King  99 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness  104 

Jesusv  my  life,  thyself  apply  111 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  migh.t  live  116 

Jesus,  thy  lovin,^  spirit  alone  124 

Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone  130 

Jesus,  great  shepherd  of  the  sheep  133 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace  148 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  153 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all  163 

Jesus,  my  strength  and  righteousness  164 

Jesns  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  1()6 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold  299 

Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  pow'r  304 

Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  'above  325 

Je?^us  !  and  shall  it  ever  be  405 


K 

Kind  is  the  speech  of  Christ  onr  Lord  26 


L 

Let  ev'rv  mortal  ear  attend  14 


INDEX  423 

l^ord  Jesus,  wlien,  vvlien  shall  it  be  2o 
Let  the  redeeiiiM  j^ive  thanks  and  craise  33 
Loni[r  havH  I  seeiii'd  to  serve  Thee,  Lord          30 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  45 

Lo.  in  thy  hand  I  lay  47 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  48 

Let  all  who  truly  bear  90 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  ev'ry  word  11] 

Let  Him  to  'vhom  we  now  t)elong  112 

Lord,  1  believe  a  rest  remains  113 

Lovintf  Je-us,  ijentle  lamb  125 

Lord  ot'  the  harvest,  hear  158 

Lord  thou  wiit  h<^ar  me  when  I  pray  174 

Lord  I  will  b:ess  thee  all  my  days  203 

Let  sinneis  take  their  course  212 

Let  children  hear  'he  mirhty  deeds  218 

Let  Zion  and  her  s(ms  rejoice  222 

Lo  I  what  a  grorit.us  Co:ner-stone  235 

Lo.  what  an  enlertaining  view  239 

Ltons,  as  I  liveFll  bless  thy  name  241 

Let  ev^i'y  tongue  thy  goodness  speak  242 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say  247 

Lord,  at  thy  t  mple  we  apj)ear  249 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight  ap})ears  251 

Let  him  embrace  my  soul  and  prove  2(32 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord  276 

Lord,  wc  confess  our  num'rous  faults  287 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was  290 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray  298 

Lord  what  a  Lea  en  of  saving  grace  8i7 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be,  319 

Let  the  old  heathens  tune  their  song  3j2 

Let  them  neglect  thy  glory  Lord  329 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to  tli'  hcav'Hily  seat  330 


424 


INDEX 


Lord,  liow  secure,  and  blest  are  they  339 

Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  tears  368 
Lift  up  your  hearts.  Emmanuel's  friends      3^2 

Let  others  their  salvation  rest  389 

M 

Mv  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  24 

My  G(»d.  my  God    to  thee  I  cry  34 

.Mv  hope,  my  all    my  Saviour  thou  49 

Mv  God.  my  life,  my  love  55 

My  Saviour's  pierced  side  97 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine  117 

My  ^'od,  my  portion    and  my  love  1   8 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join  169 

My  God.  how  endless  is  thy  h>ve  175 

My  span  of  life  will  sf>on  he  done  183 

Mv  Saviour,  my  Almij^hty  Friend  21 G 

My  God,  what  inward   grief  1  feel  240 

Mv  r  od.  how  endless  is  tl.y  love  274 

Mis-taken  souls  !  that  drean)  of  heav'n  297 

My  thoughtL-  on  awful  subjects  roll  307 

My  soul  f'-rsakes  her  vain  delijiht  313 

My  C'od.  what  endless  pleasures  dwell  331 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys  338 

My  sold,  conje.  meditate  the  day  341 

My  God  permit  me  not  to  I  e  371 

Man,  in  his  first  creation  in  Eden,  &c.  §75 

N 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came  245 

Now,  in  the  sfall'ries  of  his  grace  272 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood  277 

Not  the  malicious  or  profane  284 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  has  heard  284 


INDEX  425 

Not  with  onr  mortal  eyes  286 

N«)  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more  28S 

Nature,  witii  all  [vr  pow'.',  shall  sing  306 

Now  for  a  tune  of  loity  prnise  332 

Now  to  the  Lord,  a  noble  son  j  334 

N.»,  I'll  rapine  at  death  no  more  361 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands  373 

'Now  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise,  408 

O 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  '3 

O  that  1  could  repent  18 

O  tiiat  1  could  my  Lord  receive  23 

O  for  ailoser  walk  with  God  38 

O  that  [  were  a*  heretofore  39 

O  Jesws  !  full  of  g  ace  41 

O  why  did  1  my  Saviour  leave  42 

Q  tOMU,  whom  all  thy  sauits  adore  44 

O  Loay  thy  powerful  word  51 

O  thou,  to  whose  all  searchmg  sight  52 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness  arise  56 

O  God,  most  .-oerciful  and  true  59 

O  thou  who  all  thmgs  canst  controul  62 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring  77 

O  th(»u,  dear  suffering  Son  of  God  81 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  83 

O  all-creating  God  !  90 

O  'tis  deli«»ht,  without  alloy  105 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God  109 

O  joyful  sound  of  Gospel  grace  115 

O  come,  and  dwell  in  me  116 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  118 

O  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet  we  wait  127 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day  173 


42&  INDEX 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand  1S2 

O  i)le  sed  -ouls  are  they  20'2 

O  thou  that  -.ear'st  when  dinners  cry  210 

O  G  ).l  of  mercy,  hear  my  call  211 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  224 

Out  'if  the  dee|)S  of  lo!'^  distress  237 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith  21S 

Our  souls  shall  ma:]:nify  the  Lord  260 

Often  I  seek  my  Lord  by  nis^ht  266 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day  .310 

Oh  !  the  Alniio-hty  !  ord  350 

Oh,  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys  356 

P 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  d'rk  despair  79 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear  136 

R 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest  177 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd  1?9 

Rise  my  soul  and  leave  the  ground  318 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs  362 

S 
Sinners  obey  the  gospel  word 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die 
Sinners,  the  call  obey 
Sinners,  the  voice  of  Ood  regard 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 
Still,  lord,  languish  for  thy  grace 
.Still,  for  thy  lovinir-kindness  Lord 
Sr^viour,  I  now  with  shame  confess 
Spirit  of  'aith,  come  down 
Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve 


INDEX  427 

Sv)l(]iers  of  Christ,  arise  141 

See,  Jesus   iliy  clis(ii;)ies  see  155 

Saviour  of  men,  tliy  s.-;»rciiin;r  eye  lii'i 

Siti^  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise  170 

See  how  the  itioriiiug  sun  1/4 

Shrinking  fioin    he  cuid  iiaml  of  death  190 

Sum  as  1  heaid  my  Fatlie    say  '*.01 

Shew  pity.  L  .rd  ;  i)  L  )rd,  torgive  209 

Sweet  IS  the  work,  my  G  td  iny  liing  2J0 

Ser-  what  a  hvin^-    toiie  2-54 

Shall  wisdom  c  y  ah)ud  278 

Snail  we  go  on  t  ^  sin                   ^  2J!^5 

So  did  the  iienrew  prophet  raise  2  8 

Sai  :ts,  at  your  heav"nly  i-'athe  's  v»Crrd  294 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express  295 

Sing  to  the  Lord  that  oui.t  the  skies  ol4 

St  op  down  iuy  tho'ts  ihat  us'd  to  rise  3-:l 

Sing  to  tlie  Lord,  ye  heavenly  h,)sts  o43 

Salvation!  oh.  the  j  yful  swunu  355 

Sh  ui  to  the  Lord    an  I  let  .;ur  joys  ;i57 
Sweet  are  the  gitts  whicu  i^raci^ms  heav'n   -iJO 

Stop,  poor  si  ner,  stop  and  think  4^-3 

T 

Thou  Son  of  G  'd,  whose  flaming  eyes  7 

Terril)le  tli-Uiiht  !  sal  [  alone  17 

The  pray.ng  spirit  breathe  63 

Thou  seest  my  feebleness  68 

That  doielVi!   night  before  his  death  94 

The  King  of  heav'n  his  taO;e  sp  eads  96 

The  wisdom  own'd  by  all  thy  sons  106 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate  121 

Thou  lamb  of  God,  thou  prince  of  peace  li7 

Try  us,  O  Gud,  Qnd  search  the  ground  147 


428  iNr-Ex 

The  Lord  of  earth  nw\  sky  1]^! 

Thus  far  :he  Lord  hath  led  me  on  1^6 

The  Savi-.ur  meets  his  ilock  to-day  1^^ 

The  counseh^  of  redeemin^r  arace  1-^9 

The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets  I  Jl 

Thy  li^e  I  read,  my  gracians  l.ord  1^:- 

Tl/')u  JudpjB  of  quick  and  dead  J-^^j 

The  irreat  archanoel's  trump  shall  sound  Ido- 

The  h  av'ns  declare  thy  s^^ory  Lord  l.>9 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's  200 

Teach  mr-  the  measnre  of  my  days  «^|^ 

The  wonders.  Lord,  thy  love  has  wronirht  207 

The  L-»rd.  ih^  Jad^e,  before  his  throne  21)^ 

To  ruir  A  ini^rhtv  Maker.  God  ^^^ 

Thy  works  of  arj.vry,  miiditv  Lord  ---^ 

Thrice  hnppv  uvm  who  fears  the  Lord  ^|^» 

Thv  name,  uhniorhty  Lord  ^'^^ 

Tiie  Lor.l  -^v^e-n's  my  helper  n-^w  ^d- 

Thi^  js  fh«  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ^dJ 

Tv)  God  the  only  wise  ^l" 
'Twas  the  commission  of  on-  Lord  ^o^ 

Thou,  whom  mv  .'^uul  admires  ahove  iOJ 

The  votce  of  my  Beloved  sounds  ^l'^ 

Th*^  wond'rios  wo  id  inquires  to  know  j^J 

Thus  tar  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ^^^ 

Tims  saith  the  hi^h  and  lofty  One  ^;j> 

Thus  saith  th^  wisdom  of  the  Lord  -'J 

Th«^re  is  a  house  not  made  wit!i  hands  Z^^ 
Thus  saith  the  first,  the  -reat  command  ^l 
'Tis  from  the  treasure  of  his  word  ;^ln5 

The  true  Messiah  now  appears  -^^^ 

Terrihie  God  that  rei^n'st  on  high  ^^-- 

Thv  favor.^.  Lord,  surprise  our  souls  ^^>^t 

Thee  we  adore,  Eiernal  Name 


331^ 


INDEX  429 

Time  !  what  an  em])ty  vapour  'tis  340 

There  i-  a  laud  of  pwre  dellL^fit  344 

Thus  saith  the  Kulnr  of  the  skies  852 

That  awful  dav  will  surelv  come  3(>4 

The  I>ord  declares  his  will  369 

The  law  commands  and  makes  us  know  370 

'Tis  hy  the  faith  of  j(,ys  to  come  372 

Throujih  tribulation's  deeji  378 

The  sun  sets  at  niuht  403 

Throughout  the  Saviour's  life  we  trace  407 


Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place  281 

W 

"While  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie  20 

With  glorious  clouds  encompass'd  round  28 

AVhen,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be  49 

When  shall  I  sc   the  welcome  hour  123 

"What !   never  speak  one  evil  word  127 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  irrace  135 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  143 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee  172 

Wo  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell  19G 

Where  shall  the  man  be  found  201 

Whde  men  gr^-^w  b(dd  in  wicked  ways  2<;4 

When,  oveiwhelm'd  with  grief             -  2j3 

AVould  you  behold  the  woi'ks  of  God  226 

What  shaJI  I  render  to  my  Gr)d  2'I0 

Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find  238 

Whence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  tirise  254 

What  happy  men,  or  anoels  these  255 

When  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  distress  2~>9 

We  nre  a  garden  wall'd  around  268 


43Q  INDEX 

When  strangers  st^nd  and  hear  me  tell  271 

Wh.-  IS  this  fair  <.ne  in  «h>tress  '272' 

Who  can  describe  the  j -ys  that  rise  ^S'Z 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace  292 

Why  should  the  chihiren  of  a  Km?  299 

Why  do  we  njourn  depaited  friends  308 

Wt-Ico  Me  sweet  day  of  rest  315 

W!»y  i<  my  heart  so  far  from  thee.  320 

Whv  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  327 

AViih  holy  fear  and  humble  sonjf,  333 

When,  in  the  lipfh    of  faith  divine  360 
When  thou  my  righteous  Jud  re  shall  come  381 

What  sound  is  this  salutes  my  e  r  383 

Why  stand  ye  here  idie  my  friends,  fyc.  385 

Whv  sljMuld  we  be  affriuhted,  (fee.  387 

We've  found  the  rock,  the  travellers  cried  398 

Y 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesu-  know  83 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  strtrvin;r  poor  95 

Ye  sons  of  Adaai,  vain  and  young  277 

Ye  children  of  Jesus    who  are  bound,  &c.  411 

Ye  children  of  Ziun,  who're  ainiaig,  &,c.  413 


